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PILGRIM'S PROGRESS 



JOHN BUNYAN 



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1 .LSOP S FABLES. 

2 A CHILD'S LIFE OF CHRIST. 

3 A CHILD'S STORY OF THE BIBLE. 

4 THE ADVENTURES OF ROBINSON 

CRUSOE. 

5 bunyan's pilgrim's progress. 

6 swiss family robinson. 

7 gulliver's travels. 



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5 



The Pilgrim's Progress. 



AS I went through the wild waste of this 
world, I came to a place where there was 
a den, and I lay down in it to sleep. 
While I slept, I had a dream, and lo ! I saw a 
man whose clothes were in rags, and he stood 
with his face from his own house, with a book in 
his hand, and a great load on his back. 

I saw him read, from the leaves of a book.* 

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4 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

and as he read he wept and shook with fear ; and 
at length he broke out with a loud cry, and said, 
What shall I do to save my soul ! 

So in this plight he went home, and as long 
as he could he held his peace, that his wife and 
babes should not see his grief But at length he 
told them his mind, and thus he spoke, O my 
dear wife, and you my babes, I, your dear friend, 
am full of woe, for a load lies hard on me ; and 
more than this, I have been told that our town 
will be burnt with fire, in which I, you my wife, 
and you my sweet babes, shall be lost, if means 
be not found to save us. 

This sad tale struck all who heard him with 
awe, not that they thought what he said to them 
was true, but that they had fears that some 
weight must be on his mind ; so, as night now 
drew near, they were in hopes that sleep might 
soothe his brain, and with all haste they got him 
to bed. 

But the night was as bad to him as the day, 
for he spent it in sighs and tears, and not in 
sleep. 

When the morn broke, they sought to know 



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how he did. He told them, Worse and worse ; 




A MAN WHOSE CLOTHES WERE IN RAGS. 

and he set to talk once more in the same strain 



6 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

as he had done ; but they took no heed of it. 
By and by, to drive off his fit, they spoke harsh 
words to him ; at times they would laugh, at 
times they would chide, and then set him at 
nought. So he went to his room to pray for 
them, as well as to nurse his own grief. He 
would go, too, in the woods to read and muse, 
and thus for some weeks he spent his time. 

Now I saw, in my dream, that one day, as he 
took his walk in the fields with his book in his 
hand, he gave a groan — for he felt as if a cloud 
were on his soul — and he burst out as he was wont 
to do, and said, Who will save me? I saw, too, 
that he gave wild looks this way and that, as if 
he would rush off; yet he stood still, for he could 
not tell which way to go. At last, a man, whose 
name was E-van-gel-ist, came up to him and 
said, Why dost thou weep ? 

He said, Sir, I see by this book in my hand 
that I am to die, and that then God will judge 
me. Now I dread to die. 

E-van-gel-ist. Why do you fear to die, since 
this life is so full of ills ? 

The man said, I fear lest a hard doom should 



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wait me, and that this load on my back will 




HE SPOKE TO HIS WIFE AND BABES. 

make me sink down, till at last, I shall find I am 



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in Hell. Sir, if I be not fit for the jail, I am not 
fit to meet the Judge, nor that to which he will 
doom me, and the thoughts of these things make 
me cry. 

If this be your case, said E-van-gel-ist why 
do you stand still ? 

But the man said, I know not where to go. 

Then he gave him a scroll with these words 
on it, Fly from the wrath to come. 

When the man read it he said, Which way 
must I fly ? 

E-van-gel-ist held out his hand to point to a 
gate in a wide field, and said, Do you see the 
Wicket Gate ? 

The man said, No. 

Do you see tnat bright light ? 

He then said, I think I do. 

Keep that light in your eye, quoth E-van-gel- 
ist, and go straight up to it ; so shall you see 
the gate, at which, when you knock, it shall be 
told you what you are to do. 

Then I saw in my dream that Chris-tian — for 
that was his name — set off to run. 

Now he had not gone far from his own door, 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 9 

when his wife and young ones, who saw him, 

gave a loud wail to beg of him to come back ; but 

the man put 

his hands to his 

ears, and ran 

on with a cry 

of, Life! Life! 

Life that shall 

not end ! So he 

did not look 

back, but fled 

to the midst of 

the plain. 

The friends 
of his wife, too, 
came out to see 
him run, and 
as he went, 
some were 
heard to mock 
him, some to 
use threats, and there were two who set off to 
fetch him back by force, the names of whom were 
Ob-sti-nate and Pli-a-ble. Now, by this time, 




HE TRIED TO PRAY. 



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THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



the man had gone a good way off, but at last 

they came up to him. 

Then said Chris-tian, Friends, why are you 

come? 

To urge you 
to go back with 
us, said they. 

But said he, 
That can by no 
means be ; you 
d w ell in The 
City of De- 
struction, the 
place where I, 
too, was born. 
I know it to be 
so, and there 
you will die and 
sink down to a 
place which 
burns with fire ; 

be wise, good friends, and come with me. 
What! and leave our goods, and all our 

kith and kin, our friends and our joys? 




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OB-STI-NATE. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



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Yes, said Chris-tian, for that all which you 
might leave is but a grain to that which I seek, 
and if you will go with me and hold it firm, you 
shall fare as well as I ; 
for there, where I go, 
you will find all you 
want and to spare. 
Come with me and 
prove my words. 

Ob-sti-nate. What 
are the things you seek, 
since you leave all the 
world to find them ? 

Chris-tian. I seek 
those joys that fade 
not, which are laid up 
in a place of bliss — 
safe there for those who 
go in search of them. 
Read it so, if you will, 
in my book. 

Ob-sti-nate. Tush! Off with your book. 
Will you go back with us or no ? 

Chris-tian. No, not I, for I have laid my 
hand to the plow. 




PLI-A-BLE. 



12 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Ob-sti-nate. Come, friend Pli-a-ble, let us 
turn back and leave him ; there is a troop of 
such mad, vain fools who, when they take up 
with a whim by the end, are more wise in their 
own eyes than ten men of good sound sense, 
who know how to think. 

Pli-a-ble. Nay, do not scorn him ; if what 
the good Chris-tian says is true, the things he 
looks to are of more worth than ours : my heart 
leans to what he says. 

Ob-sti-nate. What ! more fools still ! Go 
back with me, go back, and be wise. 

Chris-tian. Nay, but do you come with your 
friend Pli-a-ble ; there are such things to be had as 
those I just spoke of, and more, too. If you give 
no heed to me, read here in this book which 
comes to us from God, and proves the truth of it 
all. 

Pli-a-ble. Well, friend Ob-sti-nate, I think 
now I have come to a point ; and I mean to go with 
this good man, and to cast my lot in with his. 
Then said he to Chris-tian, Do you know the way 
to the place you speak of ? 

Chris-tian. I am told by a man whose name 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 13 

is E-van-gel-ist, to do my best to reach a gate 
that is in front of us, where I shall be told how to 
find the way. 

So they went on side by side. 

Ob-sti-nate. And I will go back to my place; 
I will not be one of such vain folk. 

Now I saw in my dream, that when Ob-sti-nate 
was gone back, Chris-tian and Pli-a-ble set off to 
cross the plain, and they spoke thus as they 
went : 

Chris-tian. Well, Pli-a-ble, how do you do 
now? I am glad you have a mind to go with 
me. 

Pli-a-ble. Come, friend Chris-tian, since there 
are none but we two here, tell me more of the 
things of which we go in search, and how we are 
to get them ? 

Chris-tian. I can find them in my heart, 
though I know not how to speak of them with my 
tongue ; but yet, since you wish to know, this 
book tells us we are to dwell with a King whose 
realm has no ends, and there we shall live as long 
as he lives. 

Pli-a-ble. Well said, and what else? 



14 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Chris-tian. That there are crowns of light in 
store for us, and robes that will make us shine 
like the sun. 

Pli-a-ble. This, too, is good ;and what else? 

Chris-tian. That there shall be no more care 
nor grief, nor pain ; for he that owns the place 
will wipe all tears from our eyes. 

Pli-a-ble. And what friends shall we find 
there ? 

Chris-tian. There we shall be with all the 
saints, in robes so bright that our eyes will grow 
dim to look on them. There shall we meet those 
who in this world have stood out for the faith, and 
have been burned on the stake, and thrown to 
wild beasts, for the love they bore to the Lord. 
They will not harm us, but will greet us with 
love, for they all walk in the sight of God. 

Pli-a-ble. But how shall we get to share all 
this? 

Chris-tian. The Lord of that land saith, if we 
wish to gain that world we shall be free to have it. 

Pli-a-ble. Well, my good friend, glad am I to 
hear of these things : come on, let us mend our 
pace. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 15 

Chris-tian. I can not go so fast as I would, 
for this load on my back. 

Then I saw in my dream that just as they had 
come to an end of this talk, they drew near to a 
slough of mire that was in the midst of the plain, 
and as they took no heed, they both fell in the 
bog. The name of the slough was De-spond. 
Here they lay for a time in the mud, and the load 
that Chris-tian had on his back made him sink all 
the more in the mire. 

Pli-a-ble. Ah ! friend Chris-tian, where are 
you now? 

Chris-tian. In truth, I do not know. 

Then Pli-a-ble got in a rage and said to his 
friend, Is this the bliss of which you told me all 
this while? If we have such ill speed when we 
first set out, what may we look for 'twixt this and 
the enti of our way? And then he gave a slunge 
or two, and got out of the mire on that side of 
the slough which was next to his own house ; 
then off he went, and Chris-tian saw him no 
more. 

So Chris-tian was left to sprawl in the Slough 
of De-spond as well as he could ; yet his aim was 



1 6 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

to reach that side of the slough that was next 
the gate, which at last he did, but he could not 
get out for the load that was on his back ; till I 
saw in my dream that a man came to him whose 
name was Help. 

What do you do here! said Help. 

Chris-tian. I was bid to go this way by 
E-van-gel-ist, who told me to pass up to that far- 
off gate, that I might flee from the wrath to come ; 
and on my way to it I fell in here. 

Help. But why did you not look for the 
steps ? 

Chris-tian. Fear came so hard on me that I 
fled the next way and fell in. 

Then said Help. Give me your hand. 

So he gave him his hand, and he drew him 
out, and set him on firm ground, and bade him 
go on his way. 

Then in my dream I went up to Help and 
said to him, Sir, since this place is on the way 
from The City of De-struc-tion to The Wick-et 
Gate, how is it that no one mends this patch of 
ground, so that those who come by may not fall 
in the slough? 




CHRIS-TIAN IN THE SLOUGH. 



t8 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Help. This slough is such a place as no one 
can mend. It is the spot to which doth run the 
scum and filth that wait on sin, and that is why 
it is known as the Slough of De-spond. When 
the man of sin wakes up to a sense of his own 
lost state, doubts and fears rise up in his soul, 
and all of them drain down and sink in this 
place : and it is this that makes the ground so 
bad. True there are good and sound steps in 
the midst of the slough, but at times it is hard to 
see them ; or if they be seen, men's heads are 
so dull that they step one side, and fall in the 
mire. But the ground is good w T hen they have 
once got in at the gate. 

Now I saw in my dream that by this time 
Pli-a-ble had gone back to his house once more, 
and that his friends came to see him; some said 
how wise it was to come home, and some that he 
was a fool to have gone. Some, too, were found 
to make sport of his want of pluck, and they said, 
Well, had I set out, I would not have been so 
base as to come back for a slough in the road. 
So Pli-a-ble was left to sneak off; but at last he 
got more heart, and then all were heard to turn 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



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their taunts, and laugh at poor Chris-tian. Thus 
much for Pli-a-ble. 

Now as Chris-tian went on his way he saw a 




WORLD-LY WISE-MAN. 



man come through the field to meet him, whose 
name was Mr. World-ly Wise-man, and he dwelt 
in the town of Car-nal Pol-i-cy, which was near 



20 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

that whence Chris-tian came. He had heard some 
news of Chris-tian ; for his flight from the City of 
De-struc-tion had made much noise, and was now 
the talk far and near. So he said, How now, 
good Sir, where do you go with such a load on 
your back? 

Chris-tian. In truth, it is a load ; and if you 
ask me where I go, I must tell you, Sir, I must 
go to The Wick-et Gate in front of me, for there I 
shall be put in a way to get quit of my load. 

World-ly Wise-man. Have you not a wife 
and babes? 

Chris-tian. Yes, but with this load I do not 
seem to care for them as I did ; and, in truth, I 
feel as if I had none. 

World-ly Wise-man. Will you hear me if I 
speak my mind to you? 

Chris-tian. If what you say be good, I will, 
for I stand much in need of help. 

World-ly Wise-man. I would urge you 
then, with all speed, to get rid of your load ; for 
your mind will not be at rest till then. 

Chris-tian. That is just what I seek to do. But 
there is no man in our land who can take it off 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 21 

me ; so I shall go on this way, as I told you, that 
I may be rid of it. 

World-ly Wise-man. Who bade you come 
this way to be rid of it? 

Chris-tian. One that I took to be a wise and 
good man ; his name is E-van-gel-ist. 

World-ly Wise-man. Hark at what I say : 
there is not a worse way in the world than that on 
which he has sent you, and that you will find if 
you take him for your guide. In this short time 
you have met with bad luck, for I see the mud of 
the Slough of De-spond is on your coat. Hear 
me, for I have seen more of the world than you : 
in the way you go, you will meet with pain, woe, 
thirst, the sword, too — in a word, death ! Take no 
heed of what E-van-gel-ist tells you. 

Chris-tian. Why, sir, this load on my back is 
worse to me than all those things of which you 
speak ; nay, I care not what I meet with in the 
way, if I can but get rid of my load. 

World-ly Wise-man. How did you come by 
it at first. 

Chris-tian. By what I read out of this book 
in my hand. 



22 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

World-ly Wise-man. Like more weak 
men I know, who aim at things too high for 
them, you have lost heart, and run in the 
dark at great risk, to gain you know not what. 

Chris-tian. I know what I would gain ; it is 
ease for my great load. 

World-ly Wise-man. But why will you seek 
for ease thus, when I could put you in the way 
to gain it where there would be no risk. The 
cure is at hand ; in place of loss of life and limb 
thou shalt meet with peace and joy. 

Chris-tian. Pray, sir, tell what that way is. 

World-ly Wise-man. Well, in yon town, 
which you can see from hence — the name of 
which is Mor-al-i-ty — there dwells a man whose 
name is Le-gal-i-ty, a wise man and a man of 
some rank, who has skill to help men off with 
such loads as yours from their backs. I know 
he has done a great deal of good in that way ; 
ay, and he has the skill to cure those who, 
from the loads they bear, are not quite sound in 
their wits. To him, as I said, you may go and 
get help. His house is but a mile from this 
place, and should he not be at home, he has a 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 23 

son whose name is Ci-vil-i-ty, who can do it just 
as well as his sire. There, I say, you may go to 
get rid of your load. I would not have you go 
back to your old home, but you can send for 
your wife and babes, and you will find that food 
there is cheap and good and what will please thee 
best is, there thou shalt ljve by good friends, and 
be much thought of. 

So at last Chris-tian made up his mind. If 
this be true it is the best thing I can do. So he 
said, Sir, which is my way to this good man's 
house? 

World-ly Wise-man. Do you see that hill ? 

Chris-tian. Yes, I do. 

World-ly Wise-man. By that hill you must 
go, and the first house you come to is his. 

So Chris-tian went out of his way to find Le- 
gal-i-ty's house to seek for help. But, lo, when 
he had got close up to the hill, it was so steep 
and high that he had fears lest it should fall on 
his head ; so he stood still, as he knew not what 
to do. His load, too, grew more hard to bear 
than when he was on the right road. Then 
came flames of fire out of the hill, that made him 



24 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

quake for fear lest he should be burned. And 
now it was a great grief to him that he had lent 
his ear to World-ly Wise-man ; and it was well 
that he just then saw E-van-gel-ist come to meet 
him ; though at the sight of him he felt a deep 
blush creep on his face for shame. So E-van- 
gel-ist drew near, and when he came up to him, 
he said, what a sad look, What dost thou here, 
Chris-tian ? 

To these words Chris-tian knew not what to 
say, so he stood quite mute. Then E-van-gel- 
ist went on thus : Art not thou the man that I 
heard cry in The City of De-struc-tion ? 

Chris-tian. Yes, dear sir, I am the man. 

E-van-gel-ist. Did not I point out to thee 
the way to the Wick-et Gate ? 

Chris-tian. Yes, you did, sir. 

E-van-gel-ist. How is it, then, that thou 
hast so soon gone out of the way? 

Chris-tian. When I had got out of the 
•Slough of De-spond I met a man who told me 
that in a town near, I might find one who could 
take off my load. 

E-van-gel-ist. What was he ? 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 25 

Chris-tian. He had fair looks, and had said 
much to me, and got me at last to yield ; so I 
came here. But when I saw this hill, and how 
steep it was, I made a stand, lest it should fall 
on my head. 

E-van-gel-ist. What said the man to thee? 

When E-van-gel-ist had heard from Chris- 
tian all that took place, he said, Stand still 
awhile, that I may show thee the words of God. 

So E-van-gel-ist went on to read, Now the 
just shall live by faith; but if a man draw back, 
my soul shall have no joy in him. Is not this 
the case with thee? said he. Hast not thou drawn 
back thy feet from the way of peace, to thine own 
cost; and dost thou not spurn the most high 
God? 

Then Chris-tian fell down at his feet as dead, 
and said, Woe is me ! Woe is me ! 

At the sight of which, E-van-gel-ist caught 
him by the right hand, and said, He will blot out 
all thy sins. Faith hopes all things. 

Then did Chris-tian find some peace, and 
stood up. 

E-van-gel-ist. I pray thee give more heed to 



26 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

the things that I shall tell thee of. The Lord says, 
Strive to go in at the strait gate, the gate to 
which I send thee, for strait is the gate that leads 
to life, and few there be that find it. Why didst 
thou set at nought the words of God, for the sake 
of World-ly Wise-man? That is, in truth, the 
right name for such as he. The Lord hath told 
thee that he who will save his life, shall lose it. 
He to whom thou was sent for ease, Le-gal-ity 
by name, could not set thee free ; no man yet has 
got rid of his load through him ; he could but 
show thee the way to woe, for by the deeds of 
law no man can be rid of his load. So that 
World-ly Wise-man and his friend Le-gal-ity are 
false ; and as for his son Ci-vil-ity, he could not 
help thee. 

Now Chris-tian, in great dread, could think 
of nought but death, and sent forth a sad cry in 
grief that he had gone from the right way. Then 
he spoke once more to E-van-gel-ist in these 
words : Sir, what think you ? Is there hope ? 
May I now go back, and strive to reach The 
Wick-et Gate? I grieve that I gave ear to this 
man's voice; but may my sin find grace? 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 27 

E-van-gel-ist. Thy sin is great, for thou has 
gone from the way that is good to tread in false 
paths, yet will the man at the gate let thee 
through, for he has love and good will for all 
men ; but take heed that thou turn not to the 
right hand or to the left. 

Then did Chris-tian make a move to go back, 
and E-van-gel-ist gave him a kiss and one smile, 
and bade him God speed. 

So he went on with haste, nor did he speak 
on the road ; and could by no means feel safe till 
he was in the path which he had left. In time, 
he got up to the gate. And as he saw by the 
words, which he read on it, that those who would 
knock could go in, he gave to or three knocks, 
and said, May I go in here? 

At last there came a grave man to the gate, 
whose name was Good-will, and he said, Who is 
there ; whence come you, and what would you 
have? 

Chris-tian. I come from The City of De- 
struction with a load of Sins on my back ; but 
I am on my way to Mount Zi-on, that I may be 
free from the wrath to come ; and as I have been 



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THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



told that my way is through this gate, I would 
know, Sir, if you will let me in ? 

Good-will. 
With all my 
heart. 

So he flung 
back the gate. 
But just as 
Chris-tian went 
in he gave him 
a pull. 

Then said 
Chris-tian: 
What means 
that? Good-will 
told him that a 
short way from 
this gate there 
w 7 as a strong 
fort, of which 
Beel-ze-bu b 

HE GAVE HIM A PULL. ^ ^ ^j^ 

and that from thence he and the rest that dwelt 
there shot darts at those that came up to the 
gate to try if they could kill them ere they got in. 




THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



29 



Then said Chris-tian : I come in with joy 
and with fear. So when he had gone in, the 
man at the gate 
said: Who 
sent you here ? 

Chris-tian. 
E-van-gel-ist 
bade me come 
and knock (as 
I did) ; and he 
said that you, 
Sir, would tell 
me what I 
must do. 

Good-will. 
The door is 
thrown back 
wide for you to 
come in. 

Chris-tian. 
Now I seem to 
reap the good 
of all the risks I have met with on the way. 

Good-will. But how is it that no one 
comes with you ? 




BEEL-ZE-BUB SHOOTS DARTS. 



30 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Chris-tian. None of my friends saw that 
there was cause of fear, -as I did. 

Good-will. Did they know of your flight ? 

Chris-tian. Yes, my wife and young ones 
saw me go, and I heard their cries as they ran 
out to try and stop me. Some of my friends, 
too, would have had me come home, but I put 
my hands to my ears, and so came on my way. 

Good-will. But did none of them come 
out to beg of you to go back ? 

Chris-tian. Yes, both Ob-sti-nate and Pli- 
a-ble came, but when they found that I would 
not yield, Ob-sti-nate went home, but Pli-a-ble 
came with me as far as the Slough of De-spond. 

Good-will. Why did he not come through it? 

When Chris-tian told him the rest, he said : 
Ah, poor man ! Is a world of bliss such a small 
thing to him, that he did not think it worth while 
to run a few risks to gain it ? 

Sir, said Chris-tian, there is not much to 
choose twixt him and me. 

Then he told Good-will how he had been 
led from the straight path by Mr. World-ly Wise- 
man. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 31 

Good-will. Oh, did he light on you ? What? 
He would have had you seek for ease at the 
hands of Mr. Le-gal-ity. They are, in truth both 
of them cheats. And did you take heed of what 
he said ? 

Chris-tian then told him all. But now that I 
am come, said he, I am more fit for death, than 
to stand and talk to my Lord. But oh, the joy 
it is to me to be here ! 

Good-will. We keep none out that knock 
at this gate, let them have done what they may 
ere they came here ; for they are in no wise cast 
out. So, good Chris-tian come with me, and I 
will' teach you the way you must go. Look in 
front. That is the way which was laid down by 
Christ and the wise men of old, and it is as 
straight as a rule can make it. 

Chris-tian. But is there no turn or bend by 
which one who knows not the road might lose 
his way? 

Good-will. My friend, there are not a few 
that lead down to it, and these paths are wide ; 
yet by this you may judge the right from the 



32 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

wrong — the right are straight and are by no 
means wide. 

Then I saw in my dream that Chris-tian said 
Could you not help me off with this load on my 
back? — for as yet he had not got rid of it. He 
was told, As to your load, you must bear it till 
you come to the place of De-liv-er-ance, for there 
it will fall from your back. 

Then Chris-tian would have set off on the 
road ; but Good-will said, Stop awhile and let me 
tell you that when you have gone through the 
gate you will see the house of In-ter-pre-ter, at 
whose door you must knock, and he will show 
you good things. Then Chris-tian took leave of 
his friend, who bade him God speed. 

He now went on till he came to the house at 
the door of which he was to knock ; this he did 
two or three times. At last one came to the 
door and said, Who is there ? 

Chris-tian. I have come to see the good 
man of the house. 

So in a short time In-ter-pre-ter came to him 
and said, What would you have ? 

Chris-tian. Sir, I am come from the City 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS 33 

of De-struc-tion, and am on my way to Mount 
Zi-on. I was told by the man that stands at the 
gate, that if I came here you would show me good 
things that would help me. 

Then In-ter-pre-ter took Chris-tian to a room, 
and bade his man bring a light, and there he saw 
on the wall the print of one who had a grave 
face, whose eyes were cast up to the sky, and 
the best of books was in His hand, the law of 
truth was on His lips, and the world was at His 
back. He stood as if He would plead for men, 
and a crown of gold hung near His head. 

Chris-tian. What does this mean? 

In-ter-pre-ter. I have shown you this print 
first, for this is He who is to be your sole guide 
when you can not find your way to the land to 
which you go ; so take good heed to what I have 
shown you, lest you meet with some who would 
feign to lead you right ; but their way goes down 
to death. 

Then he took him to a large room that was 

full of dust, for it had not been swept since it 

was made ; and In-ter-pre-ter told his man to 

sweep it. Now when he did so, such clouds of 

3 



34 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

dust flew up, that it made Chris-tian choke. 
Then said In-ter-pre-ter to a maid that stood by, 
Make the floor moist that the dust may not rise ; 
and when she had done this, it was swept with 
ease. 

Then said Chris-tian, What means this? 

In-ter-pre-ter. This room is the heart of 
that man who knows not the grace of God. The 
dust is his first sin and the vice that is in him. 
He that swept first is the Law r , but she who 
made the floor moist is The Book which tells 
Good News to Man. Now as soon as you saw 
the first of these sweep, the dust did so fly that 
the room could not be made clean by him ; this 
is to show you that the law as it works does not 
cleanse the heart from sin, but gives strength to 
sin, so as to rouse it up in the soul. Then you 
next saw the maid come in to lay the dust ; so is 
sin made clean and laid low by faith in The 
Book. 

I saw in my dream that the In-ter-pre-ter led 
him by the hand to a room where sat two small 
boys, each in his chair. Their names w T ere Pas- 
sion and Pa-tience. Pas-sion was ill at ease, but 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 35 

Pa-tience was sweet and calm. Then said Chris- 
tian, Why is Pas-sion so ill at ease? Their 
lord would have him wait for his best things 
till the first of next year, but he w r ould have all 
now ; but Pa-tience knows how to wait. Then one 
brought Pas-sion a bag of good things, and spread 
them out at his feet. Pas-sion took them up with 
joy and a laugh of scorn for Pa-tience. But I saw 
that in a short time he had made way with them 
all, and all he had left was rags. Then said 
Chris-tian, Make this more clear to me. These 
lads are types : Pas-sion of the men of this world, 
and Pa-tience of the men of that which is to come. 
For, as you saw, Pas-sion will have all now, that 
is, in this world, so the men of this world must 
have all their good things now. They can not 
wait till next year, that is, till the next world, for 
their share of good. The old saw, a bird in the 
hand is worth two in the bush, is of more weight 
with them than all God's proofs of the good of 
the world to come. But as he soon made way 
with all, and had not a thing left but rags, so will 
it be with all such men at the end of this world. 
So Pas-sion, who had his good things first, has 



36 THE PILGRIM'S- PROGRESS. 

not so much cause to laugh at Pa-tience, as Pa- 
tience, who had his best things last, will have to 
laugh at Pas-sion. 

First must give place to last, since last must 
have his time to come ; but last does not have to 
give place at all, for there is no more to come. 
He, then, who has his part first, must have a time 
in which to spend it ; but he who has his part 
last, will have it as long as God shall live. 
Then, I see, said Chris-tian, it is not best to 
wish for things that now are, but wait for things 
which are to come. You say truth ; for the things 
that are seen are for brief time, but the things 
that are not seen are for the life which shall have 
no end. 

Then I saw in my dream that In-ter-pre-ter 
led Chris-tian to a place w r here there was a fire 
by a wall, and one stood by it and all the time 
wet it to quench it, yet the flame rose more high 
and hot. This fire, said the In-ter-pre-ter, is 
the work of grace in the heart ; he that wets it to 
put it out is Sa-tan ; but you shall see why the 
fire burns more high and hot in spite of him. So 
he took him to the back of the wall, where he 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 37 

saw a man with a jar in his hand, from which he 
cast oil on the fire all the time, but by stealth. 
This is Christ, said the In-ter-pre-ter, who with 
the oil of his grace feeds the work in the 
heart; so that in spite of all Satan can do, the 
souls of his saints still keep the grace. And as 
the man stood back of the wall to feed the fire, 
this is to teach thee that it is hard for those who 
are tried to see how this work of grace is fed in 
the soul. 

Then the In-ter-pre-ter led Chris-tian to a 
place where was a King's House, fair to see. 
This sight made Chris-tian glad. He saw, too, 
some who stood on the top of it in robes of 
gold. Then said Chris-tian, May we go in ? 

The In-ter-pre-ter led him up to the door, 
where stood a host of men whose wish it was to 
go in, but they durst not. Near the door there 
sat a man at a desk, with a book and his ink, to 
take the names of those who should go in. He 
saw, too, that in the door stood mail clad men, to 
keep it, who sought to do all the hurt they could 
to those who went in. Chris-tian knew not what 
to make of this. At last, when all 'men shrank 



38 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

back for fear of the men at arms, Chris-tian saw 
a brave man come up to him who sat there to 
write and say, Set down my name, sir, and when 
this was done he saw the man draw his sword, 
put a casque on his head, and rush on the men 
at arms in the door, who struck at him with all 
their might. But the man did not at all lose 
heart, but cut and thrust with fierce blows. So 
when he had made and got not a few wounds, 
he at last cut his way through the midst of all 
who tried to keep him out, and made his way in, 
at which a sweet voice was heard from those who 
stood on the house top which sang : 

Come in ! Come in ! 
Grace, Peace and Joy thou now shalt win ! 

So he went in, and was clad with such robes 
as they. Then Chris-tian said, with a smile, I 
think I know T what this means ! But when he 
would have gone on, the In-ter-pre-ter said, Nay, 
stay till I have shown thee more. 

Then the In-ter-pre-ter led Chris-tian by the 
hand to a dark room, where sat a man in a cage 
of steel. Now the man was a sad sight to look 
on. He sat with his eyes cast down to the 



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39 



ground, his hands in tight clasp, and his sighs 






Vm 




ZsFQtnititi' '*'*% 






WHERE SAT A MAN IN A CAGE OF STEEL. 

were such as would break the heart. When 



40 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Chris-tian was told to talk with the man he said 
to him, What art thou ? I am not what I was 
once. What wert thou once ? I was once a saint, 
in my own eyes, and in the eyes of all who saw 
me. I was, as I thought, sure to reach Mount 
Zi-on, and had much joy in this thought. Well, 
what art thou now? I am a man from whom 
hope has fled, and I am so shut up in this cage 
of steel that I can not get out ; Oh, no, I can 
not! What brought you here? I did not watch 
and pray; I laid the reins on the neck of my 
lusts ; I went on in sin in spite of the light of the 
Word and the grace of God. Grace strives with 
me no more ; Sa-tan came at my call. God has 
left me, and I have made my heart so hard that 
now I can not try to do right. Then Chris-tian 
said to the In-ter-pre-ter, Is there no hope for 
such a man as this? he bade him ask him. So 
said Christian, Is there no hope but that you 
must be kept in this cage? No; none at all. 
Why, the Son of God is full of grace. I have 
put him once more to the cross. My scorn has 
been on him and his grace and his blood. I have 
shut me out from all his words of good hope, 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 41 

and threats are all that are left for me — sure 
threats of wrath to come. 

For what did you bring this fate on your- 
self? For the lusts, joys, and gains of this world, 
in which I thought I could find great good, but 
now each one of them bites me like a worm of 
fire. 

But can you not now turn. 

No, God hath shut me up in this cage ; nor 
can all the men in the world let me out. Oh, 
the life that shall not end ! how shall I bear with 
what I must meet with in that life ? Then said 
In-ter-pre-ter to Chris-tian, Keep this man's woe 
in mind for thy own good. This is a dread 
sight, said Chris-tian. God help me to watch 
and pray, that I may shun the cause of this man's 
woe. But is it not time for me to go on my 
way, sir? Wait till I show thee one thing more, 
and then thou shalt go. 

Then In-ter-pre-ter took Chris-tian by the 
hand and led him to a room where was a man 
who, as he rose from his bed and put on his 
clothes, shook with fear. Why does this man 
shake thus? said Chris-tian. The In-ter-pre- 



42 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

ter bade him tell Chris-tian the cause, so he 
said, This night, when I slept, I had a dream, 
and the skies grew black, and did so roar and 
flash with fire that I was full of fear. Then I saw 
the clouds rack in a strange way and heard the 
great sound of a trump, and saw a man who sat 
on a cloud, and with him were the hosts of God. 
These all were in a flame of fire, and the skies 
were in a flame as well. Then I heard a voice 
say, Rise, ye dead, and come to meet the Judge. 
And with that the rocks rent, the graves gave up 
their dead. Some of them were most glad, and 
some cried to the rocks to hide them. Then I 
saw the man that sat on the cloud take the book 
and bid the world draw near. Yet, by means of 
a fierce flame that went to and fro in front of 
him, a space was kept which they could not pass, 
as it is with the judge and the men at the bar in 
a court. Then I heard it said to the hosts who 
were with Him who sat on the cloud, Bind the 
tares and the chaff and cast them in the lake of 
fire. And with that I saw the pit yawn near 
where I stood, and out of the mouth of it came 
smoke and coals of fire, with sounds of woe. 



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43 



Then it was said to the same hosts, Bring my 
wheat to the store-house, and I saw not a few 

caught up to mmm mmmgHH 
the clouds, but 
I was left. I 
sought to hide, 
but could not, 
for the man that 
sat on the cloud 
still kept his 
eye on me. My 
sins all came to 
mind, and the 
voice of God in 
my soul set 
home my guilt. 
Then I woke 
from my sleep. 
But what 
was there in 
this sight which 
made you fear so much ? I thought the day had 
come when I must meet the Judge, and I was not 
fit for it. But my great fright was that when some 




OUT CAME SMOKE AND FIRE. 



44 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

were caught up on high, I was left on the brink 
of the pit My sins, too, hurt me, and I thought 
the Judge kept his eye on me, and there was 
wrath in his gaze. 

Then the In-ter-pre-ter bade Chris-tian keep 
these things in mind, so that they might be as a 
goad to prick him on in the way he must go, and 
as he set out once more on his way, he said, The 
Lord be with thee, good Chris-tian, to guide thee 
in the way that leads to Mount Zi-on. 

Now, said Chris-tian, let me go hence. • 

Well, said In-ter-pre-ter, keep all things so 
in thy mind that they may be a goad in thy 
sides : and may faith guide thee ! 

Then I saw in my dream that the high way 
which Chris-tian was to tread, had a wall on 
each side, and the name of that wall was Sal-va- 
tion. Up this high way did Chris-tian run, but 
with great toil for the load on his back. He ran 
thus till he drew near to a place on which stood 
a cross, and at the foot of it a tomb. Just as 
Chris-tian came up to the cross, his load slid from 
his back, close to the mouth of the tomb, where 
it fell in, and I saw it no more. 




HIS LOAD SLID FROM HIS BACK. 



46 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Then was Chris-tian glad, and said with a 
gay heart: He gives me rest by his grief, and 
life by his death. Yet he stood still for a while, 
for he was struck with awe to think that the sight 
of the cross should thus ease him of his load. 
Three or four times did he look on the cross 
and the tomb, and the tears rose to his eyes. 
As he stood thus and wept, lo, three Bright 
Ones came to him, and one of them said : Peace 
be to thee ! thou hast grace from thy sins. And 
one came up to him to strip him of his rags and 
put a new robe on him, while the third set a 
mark on his face, and gave him a roll with a seal 
on it,, which he bade him look on as he ran, and 
give it in at Mount Zi-on ; and then they left him. 

Chris-tian gave three leaps for joy, and sang 
as he went: Ah, what a place is this! Here did 
the strings crack that bound my load to me. 
Blest cross ! Blest tomb ! Nay, blest is the 
Lord that was put to shame for me ! 

He went on thus till he came to a vale where 
he saw three men who were in a sound sleep, 
with chains on their feet. The name of one was 
Sim-pie, one Sloth, and the third Pre-sump-tion. 




THE THREE SHINING ONES. 



4 8 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



As Chris-tian saw them lie in this case, he went 
to wake them, and said : You are like those that 

sleep on the top 
of a mast, for the 
Dead Sea is at 
your feet. Wake, 
rise, and come with 
me. Trust me, and 
I will help you off 
with your chains. 
With that they cast 
their eyes up to 
look at him, and 
Sim-pie said, I see 
no cause for fear, 
and sloth, I would 
fa in take more 
sleep. Pre-sump- 
tion said, Let each 
man look to his 

FOR-MAL-IST. A J il 

own. And so they 
lay down to sleep once more, and Chris-tian 
went on his w r ay. 

Then I saw in my dream that two men 




THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



49 



leaped from the top of the wall and made great 
haste to come up to him. Their names were 
For-mal-ist and 
Hy-poc-risy. 

Chris-ti an. 
Sirs, whence come 
you, and where do 



you go 

For-mal-ist 
and Hy-poc-risy. 
We were born in 
the land of Vain- 
glory, and are on 
our way to Mount 
Zi-on for praise. 

Chris-ti an. 
Why came you not 
in at the gate ? 
Know you not that 
he that comes not 
in at the door, but climbs up to get in, the same 
is a thief? 

They told him that to go through the gate 
was too far round, and that the best way was to 

4 




HY-POC-RISY. 



50 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

make a short cut of it, and climb the wall as they 
had done. 

Chris-tian. But what will the Lord of the 
town to which we are bound think of it, if we go 
not in the way of his will ? 

They told Chris-tian that he had no need for 
care on that score, for long use had made it law, 
and they could prove that it had been so for 
years. 

Chris-tian. But are you quite sure that 
your mode will stand a suit at law ? 

Yes, said they, no doubt of it. Long use 
will be a sure plea with a fair judge. And if we 
get in the road at all, pray what are the odds ? 
If we are in, we are in ; you are but in the way, 
who come in at the gate, and we too are in the 
way that choose to climb the wall. Is not our 
case as good as yours? 

Chris-tian. I walk by the rule of my Lord, 
but you walk by the rule of your own lusts. The 
Lord of the way will count you as thieves, and 
you will not be found true men at the end of the 
way. You come in with no aid from him, and 
shall go out with no grace from him. To this, 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 51 

they just bade him look at home. The three went 
on, each in his own way, with not much talk, 
save that the two men told Chris-tian that they 
did not doubt that they should keep all the 
laws as well as he. We do not see, then, 
said they, where we are not like thee, save 
in that coat on thy back, which, we doubt 
not, some friend gave thee to hide thy shame. 
Laws will not save you who come not in 
by the door ; and as for this coat on my back, 
the Lord of the place which I seek gave it to me, 
as you say, to hide my shame ; for I had nought 
but rags. And so, as I go on, I cheer my heart 
with the thought that when I come to the gate of 
the New Je-ru-sa-lem the Lord will know me by 
his coat, which I have on my back. It was his free 
gift in the day when he took from me my rags. 
I have, too, a mark on my brow, which you may 
not have seen, which one of my Lord's friends 
put there the day that my load fell from my back. 
He gave me, too, a scroll with his seal, to cheer 
me as I go on the way, and this I was told to 
give in at the gate, to make sure that I can go in. 
You have none of these things, for you did not 



52 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

come in at the gate. This made the men laugh, 
but they said not a word. 

Then they all went on, but Chris-tian kept in 
front, and had no more talk but with his own 
heart, and was glad and sad by turns. He read 
much in his scroll, and this gave him strength. 

I saw then that they all went on till they came 
to the foot of the Hill of Dif-fi-cul-ty, where there 
was a spring. There were in the same place two 
more ways, one on the left hand and one on the 
right; but the path that Chris-tian was told to 
take went straight up the hill, and its name is 
Dif-fi-cul-ty, and he saw that the way of life lay 
there. 

Now when Chris-tian got as far as the Spring 
of Life he drank of it, and then went up the hill. 
But when the two men saw that it was steep and 
high, and that there were three ways to choose 
from, one of them took the path the name of 
which is Dan-ger, and lost his way in a great 
wood, and one of them went by the road of De- 
struction, which led him to a wide field full of 
dark rocks, where he fell, and rose no more. I 
then saw Chris-tian go up the hill, where at first 



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53 



I could see him run, then walk, and then go 

on his hands and knees, so steep was it. 

Now half 
way up was a 
cave made by 
the Lord of the 
hill, that those 
who came by 
might rest 
there. So here 
Chris-tian sat 
down, and took 
out the scroll 
and read it, till 
at last he fell 
off in a deep 
sleep which 
kept him there 
till it was dusk ; 
and while he 
slept his scroll 
fell from his hand. At length a man came up 
to him and woke him, and said : Go to the ant, 
thou man of sloth, and learn of her to be wise. 




HE FELL AND ROSE NO MORE. 



54 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



At this Chris-tian gave a start, and sped 
on his way, and went at a quick pace. 

When he 
had got near 
to the top of 
the hill, two 
men ran up to 
meet him, 
whose names 
were Tim-or- 
ous and Mis- 
trust, to whom 
Chris-tian said, 
Sirs, what ails 
you? You run 
the wrong way. 
Tim-or-ous 
said that Zi-on 
was the hill 
they meant to 
climb, but that 
when they had got half way they found they met 
with more and more risk, so that great fear came 
on them, and all they could do was to turn back. 




HE FELL IN A DEEP SLEEP. 




MIS-TRUST. 



$6 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Yes, said Mis-trust, for just in front of u.s 
there lay two beasts of prey in our path ; we 
knew not if they slept or not, but we thought 
that they would fall on us and tear our limbs. 

Chris-tian. You fill me with fear. Where 
must I fly to be safe ? If I go back to my own 
town (De-struc-tion) I am sure to loose my life, 
but if I can get to The Ce-les-tial City, there shall 
I be safe. To turn back is death ; to go on is 
fear of death, but when I come there, a life of 
bliss that knows no end. I will go on yet. 

So Mis-trust and Tim-or-ous ran down the 
hill and Chris-tian went on his way. Yet he 
thought once more of what he had heard from 
the men, and then he felt in his cloak for his 
scroll, that he might read it and find some peace. 
He felt for it but found it not. 

Then was Chris-tian in great grief, and knew 
not what to do for the want of that which was 
to be his pass to Mount Zi-on. At last, thought 
he : I slept in the cave by the side of the hill. 
So he fell down on his knees to pray that God 
would give him grace for this act ; and then 
went back to look for his scroll. But as he went, 




57 



TIM-OR-OUS. 



58 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

what tongue can tell the grief of Chris-tian's 
heart ? Oh, fool that I am ! said he, to sleep in 
the day time ; so to give way to the flesh as to 
use for ease that rest which the Lord of the hill 
had made but for the help of the soul ! 

Thus, then, with tears and sighs, he went 
back, and with much care did he look on this 
side and on that for his scroll. At length he 
came near to the cave w 7 here he had sat and 
slept. How far, thought Chris-tian, have I gone 
in vain ! Such as the lot of the Jews for their 
sin ; they were sent back by the way of the Red 
Sea ; and I am made to tread those steps with 
grief w r hich I might have trod with joy, had it 
not been for this sleep. How far might I have 
been on my way by this time ! I am made to 
tread those steps thrice which I need not to have 
trod but once ; yea, now too I am like to be lost 
in the night, for the day is well nigh spent. O 
that I had not slept! 

Now by this time he had come to the cave 
once more, where for a while he sat down and 
wept ; but at last as he cast a sad glance at the 
foot of the bench, he saw his scroll, which he 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 59 

caught up with haste, and put in his cloak. 
Words are too weak to tell the joy of Chris-tian. 
when he had got back his scroll. He laid it up 
in the breast of his coat, and gave thanks to 
God. With what a light step did he now climb 
the hill ! But, ere he got to the top, the sun 
went down on Chris-tian, and he soon saw that 
two wild beasts stood in his way. Ah, thought 
he, these beasts range in the night for their prey; 
and if they should meet with me in the dark, 
how should I fly from them ? I see now the 
cause of all those fears that drove Mis-trust and 
Tim-or-ous back. 

Still Chris-tian went on, and while he thought 
thus on his sad lot, he cast up his eyes and saw 
a great house in front of him, the name of which 
was Beau-ti-ful, and it stood just by the side of 
the high road. So he made haste and went on 
in the hope that he could rest there a while. 
The name of the man who kept the lodge of that 
house was Watch-ful, and when he saw that Chris- 
tian made a halt as if he would go back, he came 
out to him and said : Is thy strength so small ? 
Fear not the two wild beasts, for they are bound 



60 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

by chains, and are put here to try the faith of 
those that have it, and to find out those that have 
none. Keep in the midst of the path and no 
harm shall come to thee. 

Then I saw, in my dream, that still he went 
on in great dread of the wild beasts, but did as 
Watch-ful bade him, and though he heard them 
roar, yet they did him no harm ; but when he had 
gone by them he went on with joy, till he came 
and stood in front of the lodge where Watch-ful 
dwelt. 

Chris-tian. Sir, what house is this? May 
I rest here to-night? 

Watch-ful. This house was built by the 
Lord of the Hill to give aid to those who climb 
up it for the good cause. Tell me, whence come 
you ? 

Chris-tian. I am come from the Town of 
De-struc-tion, and am on my way to Mount 
Zi-on ; but the day is far spent, and I would, 
with your leave, pass the night here. 

Watch-ful. What is your name ? 

Chris-tian. My name is now Chris-tian, 
but at first it was Grace-less. 




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Watch-ful. How is it you came so late ? 
The sun is set. 

Chris-tian then told him how he had slept, and 

lost his roll. 

W atch- 
ful. Well, I 
will call one 
that lives here, 
who, if she like 
your talk, will 
let you come 
in, for these 
are the rules 
of the house. 
So he rang a 
bell, at the 
sound of which 
there came out 
at the door a 
grave and fair 
maid, whose 
name was Dis- 
cretion. When Watch-ful told her why Chris-tian 
had come there, she said : What is your name ? 




WATCH-FUL. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 63 

It is Chris-tian, said he, and I much wish to 
rest here to-night, and the more so for I see this 
place was built by the Lord of the Hill, to screen 
those from harm who come to it. 

So she gave a smile, but the tears stood in 
her eyes ; and in a short time she said : I will 
call forth two or three more of our house ; and 
then she ran to the door and brought in Pru- 
dence, Pi-e-ty and Char-i-ty, who met him and 
said : Come in, thou blest of the Lord : this 
house was built by the King of the Hill for 
such as you. Then Chris-tian bent down his 
head, and went with them to the house. 

Pi-e-ty. Come, good Chris-tian, since our 
love prompts us to take you in to rest, let us 
talk with you of all that you have seen on your 
way. 

Chris-tian. With a right good will, and I 
am glad that you should ask it of me. 

Pru-dence. And, first, say what is it that 

makes you wish so much to go to Mount Zi-on ? 

. Chris-tian. Why there I hope to see Him 

that did die on the Cross ; and there I hope to be 

rid of all those things that to this day grieve and 



64 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

vex me. There, they say, is no death ; and there 
I shall dwell with such as love the Lord. 

Char-i-ty. Have you a wife and babes? 

Chris-tian. Yes, I have. 

Char-i-ty. And why did you not bring them 
with you? 

Chris-tian then wept, and said : O, how glad 
should I have been to do so ! but they would not 
come with me, nor have me leave them. 

Char-i-ty. And did you pray to God to put 
it in their hearts to go with you ? 

Chris-tian. Yes, and that with much warmth, 
for you may think how dear they were to me. 

Thus did Chris-tian talk with these friends till 
it grew dark, and then he took his rest in a large 
room, the name of which was Peace ; there he 
slept till break of day, and then he sang a hymn. 

They told him that he should not leave till 
they had shown him all the rare things that were 
in that place. There were to be seen the rod of 
Mo-ses, the nail with which Ja-el slew Sis-er-a, 
the lamps with which Gid-eon put to flight the 
host of Mid-ian, and the ox goad with which 
Sham-gar slew his foes. And they brought out 



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65 



the jaw bone of an ass with which Sam-son did 




CHRIS-TIAN TALKS WITH DIS-CRE-TION, PRUDENCE, PI-E-TY AND CHAR-I-TY. 

such great feats, and the sling and stone with 
5 



66 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

which Da-vid slew Go-liath of Gath, and some 
more things, which Chris-tian saw with joy. This 
done, they went to their rest. 

Then I saw in my dream that Chris-tian rose 
to take his leave of Dis-cre-tion, and of Pru- 
dence, Pi-e-ty, and Char-i-ty, but they said that 
he must stay till the next day, that they might 
show him the De-lec-ta-ble Moun-tains, so they 
took him to the top of the house, and bade him 
look to the South, which he did, and lo, a great 
way off, he saw a rich land, full of hills, woods, 
vines, shrubs, and streams. 

What is the name of this land ? said Chris-tian. 

Then they told him it was Im-man-uel's Land. 
And, said they, It is as much meant for you, and 
the like of you, as this hill is ; and w r hen you 
reach the place, there you may see the gate of 
The Ce-les-tial Ci-ty. Then they gave him a 
sword, and put on him a coat of mail, which w r as 
proof from head to foot, lest he should meet some 
foe in the way ; and they went with him down 
the hill. Watch-ful told him that a man had just 
gone by who said his name was Faith-ful. 

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THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 67 

was near mine ; he comes from the place where I 
was born. How far do you think he has gone? 

He is by this time at the foot of the hill. 

Then said Chris-tian, The Lord be with thee, 
kind Watch-ful, and do good to thee for what 
thou hast done for me. 

Of a truth, said Chris-tian, it is as great a toil 
to come down the hill as it was to go up. 

Pru-dence. So it is, for it is a hard thing for 
a man to go down to The Vale of Hu-mil-i-a-tion, 
as thou dost now, and for this cause have we 
come with you to the foot of the hill. So, though 
he went with great care, yet he caught a slip or 
two. 

Then in my dream I saw that when they had 
got to the foot of the hill, these good friends of 
Chris-tian's gave him a loaf of bread, a flask of 
wine, and a bunch of dry grapes ; and then they 
left him to go on his way. 

But now in this Vale of Hu-mil-i-a-tion poor 
Chris-tian was hard put to it, for he had not gone 
far, ere he saw a foe come in the field to meet 
him, whose name was A-poll-yon. Then did 
Chris-tian fear, and he cast in his mind if he 



68 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

would go back or stand his ground. But Chris- 
tian thought that as he had no coat of mail on 
his back, to turn round might give A-poll-yon a 
chance to pierce it with his darts. So he stood 
his ground, for, thought he, if but to save my 
life were all I had in view, still the best way 
would be to stand. 

Now the fiend was foul to look on ; he had 
scales like a fish, and these are his pride ; he had 
great wings, and feet like a bear, and out of him 
came fire and smoke, and his mouth was as the 
mouth of the king of beasts. 

So he went on, and A-poll-yon met him with 
looks of scorn. 

A-poll-yon. Whence come you, and to 
what place are you bound? 

Chris-tian. I am come from The City of 
De-struc-tion, which is the place of all sin, and I 
am on my way to Zi-on. 

A-poll-yon. By this I see you are mine, for 
of all that land I am the Prince. How is it, then, 
that you have left your king ? Were it not that 
I have a hope that you may do me more good, I 
would strike you to the ground with one blow. 



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Chris-tian. I was born in your realm, it is 
true, but you drove us too hard, and your wage 
was such as no man could live on. 

A-poll-yon. No prince likes to lose his 
men nor will I as yet lose you ; so if you will 
come back, what my realm yields I will give you. 

Chris-tian. But I am bound by vows to 
the King of Kings ; and how can I, to be true, 
go back with you ? 

A-poll-yon. You have made a change, it 
seems, from bad to worse ; but why not give 
Him the slip, and come back with me ? 

Chris-tian. I gave Him my faith, and 
swore to be true to Him : how can I go back 
from this ? 

A-poll-yon. You did the same to me, and 
yet I will pass by all, if you will but turn and go 
back. 

When I swore faith to thee I was not of age, 
and what is more, the Prince whose flag is now 
my boast, can clear me of that oath, and of all 
which I did to please thee. And to speak truth, 
O thou prince of death, I like his work, his pay, 



70 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

his friends, his land the best : so urge me no 
more. I am his, and shall go with him. 

But think, while thou art in cool blood, what 
thou must meet with in this way of thy choice. 
Most of those who serve him come to an ill end 
for the wrong which they do me and my ways. 
What hosts of them have met a death of shame ! 
How canst thou count it best to serve him when 
he has not once come from the place where he is 
to save those who serve him from their foes ; 
while, as all the world know r s, I am sure to save 
from him and his by force or fraud, all who serve 
me, though in his lands, and so will I save thee. 

He does not come at once to save them, that 
he may try their love, and see if they will cleave 
to him to the end, and as for the ill end to which 
thou hast said they come, that is most to their 
praise. They do not look for much ease now, 
but wait for their crown, and they shall have it 
when their Prince comes in all his pomp, with 
the hosts of God. 

Thou hast been false to him so soon, and how 
dost thou think he will give thee a crown ? 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 71 

Where have I been false to him, O A-poll- 
yon ? 

Thou didst faint at the first start, when thou 
wert in the Gulf of De-spond. Thou didst try 
wrong ways to be rid of thy load, and didst not 
wait till thy Prince should take it off. Thou didst 
sleep, and lost thy choice things. The sight of 
the wild beasts made thee long to go back ; and 
in all thy talk of what thou hast seen and heard 
on the way, thou art, at heart, vain and dost 
seek praise. 

All this is true, and much more, which thou 
hast left out ; but the Prince whom I serve is full 
of grace, and will show it to me. But these weak 
traits were mine when I was yet in thy land ; 
there I got them, and they made me groan and 
mourn till I sought and found peace with my 
Prince. 

Then A-poll-yon broke out in great rage, and 
said : I am a foe to this Prince ; I hate him, his 
laws, his friends. I have come out to fight thee. 

Then said Chris-tian, A-poll-yon, take care 
what you do, for I am on the king's high way; 
so take heed. 



72 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

A-poll-yon. I am void of fear, and to prove 
that I mean what I say, here on this spot I will 
put thee to death. With that he threw a dart 
of fire at his breast, but Chris-tian had a shield 
on his arm, with which he caught it. Then did 
Chris-tian draw his sword, for he saw it was time 
to stir; and A-poll-yon as fast made at him, and 
threw darts as thick as hail ; with which in spite 
of all that Chris-tian could do, A-poll-yon gave 
him wounds in his head, hand, and foot. 

This made Chris-tian pause in the fight for a 
time, but A-poll-yon still came on, and Chris-tian 
once more took heart. They fought for half a 
day, till Chris-tian, weak from his wounds, was 
well nigh spent in strength. When A-poll-yon 
saw this, he threw him down with great force ; 
on which Chris-tian's sword fell out of his hand. 
Then said A-poll-yon, I am sure of thee now. 

But while he strove to make an end of Chris- 
tian, that good man put out his hand in haste to 
feel for his sword, and caught it. Boast not, oh 
A-poll-yon ! said he, and with that he struck him 
a blow which made his foe reel back as one that 
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73 



wings and fled, so that Chris-tian for a time saw 
him no more. 

When the fight was at an end Chris-tian gave 
thanks to Him 
who gave him 
might to win. 

Then there 
came to him a 
hand which 
held some of 
the leaves of 
the tree of life ; 
some of them 
Chris-tian took, 
and as soon as 
he had put them 
to his wounds, 
he saw them 
heal up at once. 
_H e sat 
down in that 

place tO eat chris-tian gave thanks. 

bread and drink from the flask which the maids 
gave him, and then set out once more on his 




74 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

way, with his sword drawn in his hand, lest more 
foes might be near. But A-poll-yon met him no 
more in this vale. 

Now near this place was the Val-ley of the 
Shad-ow of Death, and Chris-tian must needs go 
through it to get to Mount Zi-on. It was a land 
of drought and full of pits, a land that none but 
such as Chris-tian could pass through, and where 
no man dwelt. So that here he was worse put 
to it than in his fight with A-poll-yon, which by 
and by we shall see. 

As he drew near the Shad-ow of Death he 
met with two men to whom Chris-tian thus 
spoke : — To what place do you go ? 

Men. Back ! Back ! and we would have 
you do the same if you prize life and peace. 

Chris-tian. But why ? 

Men. We went on as far as we durst. 

Chris-tian. What then have you seen? 

Men. Seen ! why the vale which is dark as 
pitch ; but by dint of good luck we caught sight 
of what lay in front of it, ere we came up. We 
saw there ghosts and imps and fiends of the pit ; 
we heard there howls and yells of men in great 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 75 

pain, who sat bound in woe and chains ; and 
Death broods it with his wings day and night. 

Chris-tian. I see not yet, by what you 
have told me, but that this is my way to Zi-on. 

Men. Be it thy way then ; we will not 
choose it for ours. 

So they took their leave, and Chris-tian went 
on, but still with his drawn sword in his hand, 
for fear lest he should meet once more with a 
foe. 

I saw them in my dream that so far as this 
vale went, there was on the right hand a deep 
ditch ; that ditch to which the blind have led the 
blind as long as the world has been made. And 
lo, on the left hand there was a quag, in which 
if a man fall, he will find no firm ground for his 
foot to stand on. 

Here the path of Chris-tian was a mere line, 
and so good Chris-tian was the more put it ; for 
when he sought, in the dark, to shun the ditch 
on the one hand, he would hit the quag, and 
when he sought to flee from the quag, he had to 
use great care lest he should fall in the ditch. 

Thus he went on, and I heard him sigh ; for, 



76 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

still more to vex him, the path was here so dark 
that when he would lift his foot to go on, he 
knew not where or on what he should set it 
next 

Near the midst of the vale was the mouth of 
hell as I saw, and it stood close to the way side. 

Now what shall I do, thought Chris-tian, 
and such a mass of flame and smoke came out 
with sparks, and such a dread din — things that 
did not care for Chris-tian' s sword, as A-poll- 
yon had done — that he had to put up his sword 
and take the new arms, All-Prayer by name. 

So I heard him cry, O Lord, save my 
soul ! 

Thus he went on a great while, and the 
flames leapt at him, and he heard sad wails, and 
a rush of feet, which ran to and fro, so that he 
thought they would tear him in shreds, or tread 
him down, like the mire in the streets. 

For miles and miles he saw and heard these 
dread things, and, at last, when he thought he 
heard a band of fiends, who were on their way 
to meet him, he stood still to think what he had 
best do. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 77 

At times he had half a thought he would go 
back ; but then he knew that he might be half 
way through the vale. He thought, too, of all 
that he had gone through, and that it might be 
worse to go back than to go on. So he made 
up his mind to go on, but the fiends drew near. 

But when they had come at him, as it were, 
he cried out with all his might, I will walk in the 
strength of the Lord God. So they gave back. 

One thing I must not let slip. I saw that 
now poor Chris-tian was in such a state that he 
did not know his own voice ; and this is how I 
found it out. Just when he had come to the 
mouth of the pit, one of the imps crept up by 
stealth to hiss vile things in his ear, which Chris- 
tian thought came from his own mind. This was 
worst of all to Chris-tian — that he should have 
such base thoughts of Him for whom his love 
had been so great. He did not wish to do it; 
but he had not the wit to stop his ears, or to 
know from whence these vile words came. 

At last he thought he heard the voice of a 
man in front of him, who said, Though I walk 



78 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

through the Val-ley of the Shad-ow of Death, I 
will fear no ill, for thou art with me. 

Then was he glad, for he was sure that some 
of God's saints must be in this place as well as 
he, and that God was with them, and why not 
with me, too, said he, though I can not see him 
in this dark place? and he had the hope that he 
might come up with them soon. 

So he went on, and cried to him whose voice 
he had heard, but the man did not dare speak to 
Chris-tian for fear that the call was not that of a 
friend. By-and-by day broke, and Chris-tian 
said, He doth turn the night of death to day. 

By the light of day he could see more of the 
risks he had run ; the ditch on this side and the 
quag on that, and what a mere thread the path 
was. He saw, too, the ghosts, and imps, and 
fiends of the pit, but all were far off, for when 
day broke they did not come near him. 

The sun now rose, and this was a great help 
to Chris-tian, for the rest of the way was worse 
than the first, if that could be. 

All the way to the end was set so full of 
snares, traps, gins and nets here, and pits, deep 




ONE OF THE IMPS HISS IN HIS EAR. 



80 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

holes, and land slides there, that if it had now 
been dark as at first, had he had scores of souls 
they might all have been lost; but as I said just 
now, the sun rose. Then Chris-tian said : His 
sun shines on my head, and by his light I go 
through the gloom. In this light he came to the 
end of the vale. Here there lay blood and 
bones, the dust and torn flesh of men who had 
gone this way in old times. 

While I thought what the cause might be, I 
spied near me a cave where Giant Pope and Giant 
Pagan dwelt in old times, by whom these men 
had been put to death. But Chris-tian went by 
with not much harm. I knew not why till I 
heard that Pagan has been dead this long time, 
and Pope, though he still lives, yet through 
great age, and the hard rubs he got in his 
youth, has so lost his wits and is so stiff in the 
joints, that all he can do is to sit in his cave's 
mouth and grin at those who pass by, and bite 
his nails in rage that he cannot get at them. 

So I saw that Chris-tian went on, yet at the 
sight of the old man at the mouth of the cave 
he knew not what to think, and all the more 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 81 

when, though he could not reach him, yet he 
cried, You will not mend till we burn more of 
you! But Chris-tian held his peace and set a 
good face on it, and so went by and caught no 
hurt. 

Now as Chris-tian went on, he found there 
was a rise in the road, which had been thrown 
up that the path might be clear to those who 
were bound for Zi-on. Up this road Chris-tian 
went, and saw his old friend Faith-ful a short 
way off. 

Then said Chris-tian : Ha, my friend, are you 
here? Stay, and I will join you; but he said, 
No ; I flee for my life, and the sword of wrath 
drives me on. 

At this Chris-tian put to all his strength, and 
soon got up with Faith-ful and ran by him ; so 
the last was first. Then Chris-tian's face wore a 
vain smile at the thought that he had got the 
start of his friend ; but as he did not take heed 
to his steps, all at once his foot caught and he 
fell, and could not rise till Faith-ful came to help 
him. 

Then I saw that they went on side by side, 

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82 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

in love, and had sweet talk of all they had met on 
the way. 

How long did you stay in the town of De- 
struc-tion w T hen you knew I had set out? said 
Chris-tian. 

As long as I durst, for there was great talk 
when you had gone that our town would soon 
burn to the ground with fire from on high. 

Why, then, did no one come with you? 

Though there w r as much talk of it, yet I 
doubt if they had true faith that these things would 
be so, for I heard them make sport of you and 
your course ; but I was sure that this would be 
the end of our town, and so I fled. 

What did they say of Pli-a-ble ? 

I heard that he went with you till he came to 
the Slough of De-spond, where some say he fell 
in ; he did not like to have it known ; but I am 
sure he had much of that kind of dirt on him. 

What did they say to him? 

All sorts of men scorn him, and few will set 
him at work. He is far worse than if he had not 
left the town at all. 




FAITH-FUL CAME TO HELP HIM. 



84 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

But why should they do so, since they, too, 
scorn the way which he has left? 

Oh, they say hang him ! he is a turn-coat ; he 
was false to his vows. 

Did you talk with him ? 

I met him once in the streets, but he made 
off, as if in shame at what he had done ; so I did 
not speak to him. 

I had great hopes of that man when I first 
set out, but now I fear he will be lost. 

Then Faith-ful told Chris-tian that he had 
met, on the way, Wan-ton, and Ad-am the first, 
and Shame, and they had all tried in vain to 
draw him from the right path. But he said that 
the sun had shone on him all through the Val- 
ley of the Shad-ow of Death. 

As they now had to pass through a place of 
dearth, they would no doubt have found the way 
long had it not been that they could talk of what 
they had seen on the road. But when they were 
near at the end of this plain, Faith-ful cast a 
glance back by chance, and saw E-van-gel-ist on 
their track. 

It is my good friend, said Chris-tian. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. . 85 

Aye, and my good friend, too," said Faith-ful, 
for it was he who set me on the way to the gate. 

When he came up to them, he said, Peace be 
with you, dear friends, and peace be to those 
who help you. 

Right glad am I to see thee, my good 
E-van-gel-ist, said Chris-tian ; the sight of thy 
face brings to mind all thy kind words and deeds 
for my good. 

And I am more than glad, said Faith-ful ; 
how good it is, O sweet E-van-gel-ist, that we 
poor souls, can walk with thee. 

Then said E-van-gel-ist, What fare have you 
had, my friends, since we last met? What have 
you met with, and how have you stood your 
ground? So Chris-tian and Faith-ful told him all. 

Right glad am I, said E-van-gel-ist, not that 
you have been so tried, but that you have won 
through it all, and are yet in the way. I am 
glad for my own sake, and yours, for I have 
sown and you reap, and you shall reap yet more 
if you faint not. The crown is held out to you, 
and it is one which will not fade. So run, that 
ye may win it. 



86 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Some set out to win it, and when they have 
gone far for it, some one comes and takes it from 
them ; hold fast what you have ; let no man take 
your crown. 

You are not yet out of gun-shot of Sa-tan. 

Look well to your own heart, and its lusts. 

Let your face be like a flint, and you will 
have all might in earth and the world to come 
on your side. 

Then, with thanks for these words, they 
sought to learn more from E-van-gel-ist. 

Since he could see things to come, they would 
have him tell them what should fall to their lot 
on the way, and how they could best meet it. 

My sons, said he, you have read in God's 
word that the way to Mount Zi-on lies through 
much pain and gloom. You have found this to 
be true so soon, and you will know more of it as 
you go on. 

You will soon come in sight of a town, and 
when you reach it foes will set on you, who will 
strain hard to kill you. 

Be sure that one, or both of you, shall there 
seal the faith you hold with blood ; but be brave 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 87 

and true till death, and the King will give you a 
crown of life. 

The one who shall die there, though his death 
will be strange and his pain great, shall have the 
best of it. He will reach Mount Zi-on first, and 
will get rid of much woe, which his friend must 
meet with in the rest of his way. But when you 
reach the town, and these things come to pass, 
then think of your friend, and quit you like men, 
and trust your souls to God. 

In course of time the road they took brought 
them to a town, the name of which is Van-ity, 
where there is a fair kept through the whole year, 
and all that is bought or sold there is vain and 
void of worth. There, too, are to be seen at all 
times, games, plays, fools, apes, knaves, and 
rogues. Yet he that will go to Mount Zi-on 
must needs pass through this fair. 

As soon as Chris-tian and Faith-ful came to 
the town, they made a great stir. A crowd drew 
round them, and some said they had lost their 
wits, to dress and speak as they did, and to set 
no store by the choice goods for sale in Van-ity 
Fair. When Chris-tian spoke, his words drew 



88 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

from these folks fierce taunts and jeers, and soon 
the noise and stir grew to such a height that the 
chief man of the fair sent his friends to take up 
these two strange men, and he bade them tell 
him whence they came, and what they did there 
in such a garb. Chris-tian and Faith-ful told 
them all ; but those who sat to judge the case 
thought that they must be mad, or else that they 
had come to stir up strife at the fair ; so they beat 
them with sticks and put them in a cage, that 
they might be a sight for all the men at the fair. 
There they lay for some time, the butt of scorn 
and rage to all who w r ent by, and the lord of the 
fair made sport of all that was done to them. 
But the men were meek, and gave good words 
for bad, and kind deeds for blows, so that some 
of those who saw them (who were not so bad at 
heart, or whose eyes were more sharp than the 
rest) found fault with the more base for their ill 
use of them. At which these bad men let fly 
their rage at those who thus plead for them, and 
said they were of the same sort as the men in the 
cage, and ought to share their fate. 

But, said they, these men seem to be men of 




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90 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

peace, and to mean no harm, and there are not a 
few who trade at our fair who have more need to 
be put in the cage, and to be sent to jail, too, 
than these men. 

When there had been much talk like this 
on both sides (through all of which Chris-tian 
and Faith-ful bore up like wise, true men), they 
fell to blows, and much harm came of it. 

Then were these two poor men made to bear 
all the blame of this broil. 

They beat them, put them in chains and led 
them up and down the fair, so that none might 
dare plead for them or join them. 

But Chris-tian and Faith-ful bore all this 
spite so well that it won to their side some of 
the men of the fair. 

This made their foes rage the more, so that 
they swore the pair should die. 

So they put them in the cage once more and 
made their feet fast in the stocks. 

All this brought to mind w T hat E-van-gel-ist 
had said would be their fate, and that this lot 
would be best who should be put to death, so 
the wish of each was that he might be the one to 




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92 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

die. But they left the choice to God, who rules 
all things, and their souls were full of peace. At 
the set time they were brought to court. 

The name of the judge was Lord Hate- 
Good. . 

The charge brought was that they were foes 
to trade, and had hurt it ; that they were the 
cause of broils in the town, and had won some 
to their own bad way, in spite of the laws of 
their prince. 

Faith-ful said to the Judge : I am a man of 
peace, and did but wage war on Sin. As for the 
prince they speak of, since he is Beel-ze-bub, I 
hold him in scorn. 

Those who took Faith-ful's part were won by 
the force of plain truth and right in his words ; 
but the Judge said, Let those speak who know 
aught of this man. 

So three men, whose names were En-vy, 
Su-per-sti-tion, and Pick-thank, stood forth and 
swore to speak the truth, and tell what they 
knew of Faith-ful. En-vy said : My lord, this 
man cares naught for kings or laws, but seeks to 
spread his own views, and to teach men what he 



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calls faith. I heard him say but now that the 
ways of our town of Van-ity are vile. And does 
he not in that 
speak ill of us ? 

Then Su-per- 
sti-tion said : My 
lord, I know not 
much of this man, 
and have no wish 
to know more ; 
but of this I am 
sure, that he is a 
bad man, for he 
says that our 
creeds are vain. 

Pi ck- thank 
was then bid to 
say what he 
knew, and his 
speech ran thus : 
— My lord, I have known this knave for a long 
time, and have heard him say things that ought 
not to be said. He rails at our great Prince 
Beel-ze-bub, and says that if all men were of his 




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94 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

mind, that prince should no more hold sway. 
More than this, he hath been heard to rail on 
you, my lord, who are now his judge. 

Then said the Judge to Faith-ful : Thou base 
man ! Hast thou heard what these good folk 
have said of thee ? 

Faith-ful. May I speak a few words in my 
own cause? 

Judge. Wretch that thou art, thou hast no 
right to live, but shouldst be slain on the spot; 
yet, that all men may see how well we treat thee, 
let us hear, vile wretch, what thou hast to say. 

Faith-ful. I say, then, to En-vy, that all 
laws and modes of life in which men heed not 
the Word of God are full of sin. As to the 
charge of Su-per-sti-tion, I would urge that 
nought can save us if we do not the will of God. 
To Pick-thank, I say that men should flee from 
the Prince of this town and his friends, as from 
the wrath to come. And so, I pray the Lord to 
help me. 

Then the Judge, to sum up the case, spoke 
thus : You see this man who has made such a 
stir in our town. You have heard what these 



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good men have said of him, which he owns to be 

true. It rests now with you to save his life or 

hang him. But 

you see that he 

scorns our 

faith, and owns 

to base acts for 

which he ought 

to die the 

death. 

Then the 
twelve went 
out. 

The twelve 
men who had 
Faith-furs life 
in their hands 
spoke in a low 
tone thus: 
This man is 
full of schisms, 
said Blind-man 
said No-good. 




SU-PER-STI-TION. 



Out of the world with him, 
I hate the mere look of him, 
said Mal-ice. From the first I could not bear 



96 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

him, said Love-ease. Nor I, for he would be 
sure to blame my ways, said Live-loose. Hang 
him, hang him ! said Heady. A low wretch ! 
said High-mind. I long to crush him, said 
En-mi-ty. He is a rogue, said Li-ar. Death 
is too good for him, said Cru-el-ty. Let us 
kill him, that he may be out of the way, said 
Hate-light. Then said Im-plac-able : Not to 
gain all the world would I make peace with him, 
so let us doom him to death. And so they did, 
and in a short time he was led back to the place 
from whence he came, there to be put to the 
worst death that could be thought of; for the 
scourge, the sword, and the stake brought Faith- 
ful to his end. 

Now I saw that there stood not far from the 
mob, steeds of light to wait for Faith-ful, and as 
soon as his foes had done their worst with him, 
they bore him up through the clouds, with sound 
of trump, to the Gate of the New Je-ru-sa-lem. 

But as for Chris-tian, he was led back to his 
cell, and there staid for a time. 

But He who rules all things brought it to pass 



98 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

that Chris-tian, for that time, got free from them 
and went his way. 

Now I saw in my dream that Chris-tian did 
not go forth with no friend at his side. 

One Hope-ful — made such by the words and 
deeds of Faith-ful and Chris-tian in Van-ity Fair 
— told him that he would go with him. 

He said, too, that not a few of the men of the 
fair would do the same thing in time. 

Then Chris-tian and Hope-ful went on till 
they came to a fair stream, which Da-vid calls 
the Riv-er of God, but John the Riv-er of Life. 

Now their way lay just on the bank of this 
stream, and here they found good cheer. 

They drank from the stream, which gave them 
new life. 

On its banks, on each side, were green trees, 
with all kinds of fruits ; and they ate the leaves 
to cool their blood, and heal all their ails. 

On each side of the stream was a field all in 
sweet bloom, and it was green all the year long. 

In this field they lay down and slept, for here 
they were safe. 



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99 

the 
and 



When they woke, they ate once more of 
fruit of the trees, and drank from the stream, 
then lay down 
to sleep. 

So they did 
for some days 
and nights, and 
then they ate 
and drank, and 
set out once 
more on the 
way, for they 
were not yet at 
its end. 

Now I saw 
in my dream 
that they had 
not gone far 
when their path 
left the bank 
of the stream 
for a time, at which they were sad, yet durst 
not go out of the way. 




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Now the way grew rough, and their feet were 
sore from their long march, and their souls were 
much cast down from these things. 

Now on the left hand of the road was By- 
path Mead-ow, a fair green field with a path 
through it, and a stile. Come, good Hope-ful, 
said Chris-tian, let us walk on the grass. 

Hope-ful. But what if this path should 
lead us wrong? 

Chris-tian. How can it ? Look, doth it 
not go side by side with it? 

So they set off through the field. But they 
had not gone far when they saw in front of 
them a man, Vain-con-fi-dence by name, who 
told them that the path led to The Great Gate. 
So the man went first ; but lo, the night came on, 
and it grew so dark that they lost sight of their 
guide, who, as he did not see the path in front of 
him, fell in a deep pit, and was heard of no more. 

Where are we now? said Hope-ful. 

Then was Chris-tian mute, as he thought he 
had led his friend out of the way. And now 
light was seen to flash from the sky, and rain 
came down in streams. 



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IOI 



Hope-ful (with a groan). Oh, that I had 
kept on my way ! 

Chris-tian. Who could have thought that 
this path should 
lead us out of 
our way ? 

Hope-ful. 
I had my fears 
from the first, 
and so gave 
you a hint. 
I should have 
been more plain 
with you had I 
been as old as 
you. 

Chris-tian. 
Good Hope-ful, 
be at peace 
with me. It is 
a great grief to me that I have brought you out 
of the way. Trust me, that I did not mean it. 

Hope-ful. I do, my friend, and I have 
faith that this shall be for our good. 




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102 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Chris-tian. I am glad I have such a kind 
friend with me ; but we must not stand here ; 
let us try to get back. 

But, good friend, let me go first, said 
Hope-ful. 

Chris-tian. No, if you please, let me go 
first, so if there be risk, I may meet it first, for 
by my fault we have both gone out of the way. 

No, said Hope-ful, you shall not go first, for 
your mind is not at rest, and you may lead us 
wrong once more. But, good Chris-tian, let me 
go first. 

Then they heard a voice say : Set thine heart 
to the high way, the way thou hast been ; turn 
once more. But by this time the stream was 
deep from the rain that fell, and to get back did 
not seem safe ; yet they went back, though it was 
so dark and the stream ran so high that once or 
twice it was like to drown them. Nor could 
they, with all their skill, get back that night. So 
they found a screen from the rain, and there they 
slept till break of day. 

Now, not far from the place where they lay 
was Doubt-ing Cas-tle, the lord of which was 



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103 



Gi-ant De-spair; and it was on his ground that 

they now slept There Gi-ant De-spair found 

them, and with 

a gruff voice he 

bade them 

wake. Whence 

are you ? said 

he ; and what 

brought you 

here? They 

told him that 

they had lost 

the path. Then 

said Gi-ant De- 

s p a i r : You 

have no right 

to force your 

way in here; 

the ground on 

which you lie 

is mine : 

They had not much to say, as they knew they 
were in fault. So Gi-ant De-spair drove them 
on, and put them in a dark and foul cell in a 




VAIN-CON-FI-DENCE. 



104 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

strong hold. Here they were kept for three 
days, and they had no light nor food, nor a drop 
to drink all that time, and no one to ask them 
how they did. They were in a sad state, and far 
from all friends. But Chris-tian's grief was 
made twice as great by the thought it had all 
come through his wrong course. Now Gi-ant 
De-spair had a wife, whose name was Dif-fi- 
dence, and he told her what he had done. Then 
said he, What will be the best way to treat 
them ? Beat them well, said the wife. So when 
he rose he took a stout stick from a crab tree, 
and went down to the cell where poor Chris-tian 
and Hope-ful lay, and beat them as if they had 
been dogs, so that they could not turn on the 
floor ; and they spent all that day in sighs and 
tears. 

The next day he came once more, and found 
them sore from the stripes, and said that since 
there was no chance for them to be let out of 
the cell, their best way would be to put an end 
to their own lives : For why should you wish 
to live, said he, with all this woe? But they 
told him they did hope he would let them go. 



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105 



With that he sprang up with a fierce look, and 




GI-ANT DE-SPAIR. 



no doubt would have made an end of them, but 



106 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

that he fell in a fit for a time, and lost the use of 
his hand ; so he drew back, and left them to 
think of what he had said. 

Chris-tian. Friend, what shall we do ? The 
life that we now lead is worse than death. For my 
part I know not which is best, to live thus, or to 
die out of hand, as I feel that the grave would be 
less sad to me than this cell. Shall we let Gi-ant 
De-spair rule us ? 

Hope-ful. In good truth our case is a sad 
one, and to die would be more sweet to me than 
to live here ; yet let us bear in mind that the Lord 
of that land to which we go hath said : Thou shalt 
not kill. And by this act we kill our souls as well. 
My friend Chris-tian, you talk of ease in the grave, 
but can a man go to bliss who takes his own life ? 
All the law is not in the hands of Gi-ant De- 
spair. 

Who knows but that God, who made the world, 
may cause him to die, or lose the use of his limbs 
as he did at first. I have made up my mind to 
pluck up the heart of a man, and to try to get out 
of this strait. Fool that I was not to do so when 
first he came to the cell. But let us not put an 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 107 

end to our own lives, for a good time may 
come yet. 

By these words did Hope-ful soothe his friend, 
and change the tone of Christian's mind. 

Well, at night the Gi-ant went down to the 
cell to see if life was still in them, and in good 
truth that life was in them was all that could be 
said, for from their wounds and want of food they 
did no more than just breathe. When Gi-ant 
De-spair found they were not dead, he fell in a 
great rage, and said that it should be worse with 
them than if they had not been born. 

At this they shook with fear, and Chris-tian 
fell down in a swoon ; but when he came to, 
Hope-ful said, My friend, call to mind how strong 
in faith you have been till now. Say, could 
A-poll-yon hurt you, or all that you heard, or 
saw, or felt in the Val-ley of the Shad-ow of 
Death? Look at the fears, the griefs, the woes 
that you have gone through. And now to be 
cast down ! I, too, am in this cell, far more weak 
a man than you, and Gi-ant De-spair dealt his 
blows at me as well as you, and keeps me from 
food and light. Let us both (if but to shun the 



io8 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

shame) bear up as well as we can. and wait the 
Lord's will. 

When night came on, the wife of Gi-ant De- 
spair said to him: Well, will the two men yield? 

To which he said : No, they have stone hearts ; 
they choose to stand firm, and will not put an end 
to their lives. 

Then she said : At dawn of day take them to 
the yard, and show them the graves where all those 
whom you have put to death have been thrown, 
and make use of threats this time. 

So Gi-ant De-spair took them to this place, 
and said : These men were like you, and they were 
caught on my grounds as you were, and when I 
saw fit I tore them in shreds. In ten days' time 
you shall be thrown in here if you do not yield. 
Go ; get you down to your den once more. With 
that he beat them all the way back, and there they 
lay the whole day in a sad plight. 

Now, when night was come, the wife said to 
the Gi-ant : I fear much that these men live on in 
hopes to pick the lock of the cell and get free. 

Do you think so, my dear? quoth Gi-ant De- 
spair ; then at sun rise I will search them. 




109 



LET US BOTH BEAR UP AS WELL AS WE CAN. 



no THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Now, on that night, as Chris-tian and Hope- 
ful lay in the den, they fell on their knees to pray, 
and knelt till the day broke ; when Chris-tian gave 
a start, and said : Fool that I am thus to lie in this 
dark den when I might walk at large ! I have a 
key in my pouch, the name of which is Prom-ise, 
that, I feel sure, will turn the lock of all the doors 
in Doubt-ing Cas-tle. 

Then said Hope-ful : That is good news ; 
pluck it from thy breast, and let us try it. 

So Chris-tian put it in the lock, when the 
bolt sprang back, the door flew wide, and Chris- 
tian and Hope-ful both came out. When they 
got to the yard door the key did just as well ; but 
the lock of the last strong gate of Doubt-ing 
Castle was of bars of steel, and it went hard, yet 
it did turn at last, though the hinge gave so loud 
a creak that it woke up Gi-ant De-spair, who 
sprang up to catch them. But just then he felt 
his limbs fail, for a fit came on him, so that he 
could by no means reach their cell. 

Chris-tian and Hope-ful now fled back to the 
high way, and were safe out of his grounds. 
When they sat down to rest on a stile, they said 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. m 

they would warn those who might chance to 
come on this road. So they cut these words on a 
post. This stile leads to Doubt-ing Cas-tle, which 
is kept by Gi-ant De-spair, who loves not the 
King of the Ce-les-tial Coun-try, and seeks to 
slay those who are on their way to his land. 

Not a few who went that way read these 
words and gave heed to them. 

Then they came to The De-lect-a-ble Moun- 
tains, which the Lord of the Hill owns. Here 
they saw fruit trees, vines, shrubs, woods, and 
streams, and drank and ate of the grapes. Now 
there were men at the tops of these hills who 
kept watch on their flocks, and as they stood by 
the high way, Chris-tian and Hope-ful leaned on 
their staves to rest, while thus they spoke to the 
men, Who owns these De-lect-a-ble Moun-tains, 
and whose are the sheep that feed on them? 

Men. These hills are Im-man-uel's, and the 
sheep are His too, and He laid down his life for 
them. 

Chris-tian. Is this the way to his home? 

Men. You are in the right road. 

Chris-tian. How far is it? 



ii2 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Men. Too far for all but those that shall get 
there, in good truth. 

Chris-tian. Is the way safe? 

Men. Safe for those for whom it is to be 
safe ; but the men of sin shall fall there. 

Chris-tian. Is there a place of rest for those 
that faint on the road ? 

Men. The Lord of these Hills gave us a 
charge to help those that came here, should they 
be known to us or not ; so the good things of the 
place are yours. 

I then saw in my dream that the men said : 
Whence come you, and by what means have you 
got so far? For but few of those that set out 
come here to show their face on these hills. 

So when Chris-tian and Hope-ful told their 
tale, the men cast a kind glance at them, and 
said : With joy we greet you on The De-lect-a-ble 
Moun-tains ! 

Their names were Knowl-edge, Ex-pe-rience 
Watch-ful, and Sin-cere, and they led Chris-tian 
and Hope-ful by the hand to their tents, and bade 
them eat of that which was there, and they soon 
went to their rest for the night. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 113 

When the morn broke, the men woke up 
Chris-tian and Hope-ful, and took them to a spot 
whence they saw a bright view on all sides. 
Then they went with them to the top of a high 
hill, the name of which was Er-ror ; it was steep 
on the far off side, and they bade them look 
down to the foot of it. So Chris-tian and Hope- 
ful cast their eyes down, and saw there some 
men who had lost their lives by a fall from the 
top; men 'who had been made to err, for they 
had put their trust in false guides. 

Have you not heard of them ? said the men. 

Chris-tian. Yes, I have. 

Men. These are they, and to this day they 
have not been put in a tomb, but are left here to 
warn men to take good heed how they come too 
near the brink of this hill. 

Then I saw that they had led them to the top 
of Mount Cau-tion, and bade them look far off. 
From that stile, said they, there goes a path to 
Doubt-ing Cas-tle, which is kept by Gi-ant De- 
spair, and the men whom you see there came as 
you do now, till they got up to that stile ; and, 
as the right way was rough to walk in, they 



U4 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

chose to go through a field, and there Gi-ant 
De-spair took them, and shut them up in Doubt- 
ing Cas-tle, where they were kept in a den for a 
while, till he at last sent them out quite blind, 
and there they are still. At this Chris-tian gave 
a look at Hope-ful, and they both burst out with 
sobs and tears, but yet said not a word. 

Then the four men took them up a high hill, 
the name of which was Clear, that they might 
see the gates of The Ce-les-tial City, with the 
aid of a glass to look through, but their hands 
shook, so they could not see well. 

When Chris-tian and Hope-ful thought they 
would move on, one of the men gave them a 
note of the way, and the next (Ex-pe-rience by 
name) bade them take heed that they slept not 
on The En-chanted Ground, and the fourth bade 
them God speed. Now it was that I woke from 
my dream. 

Then I slept, and dreamt once more, and saw 
Chris-tian and Hope-ful go down near the foot 
of these hills, where lies the land of Con-ceit, 
which joins the way to Mount Zi-on, by a small 
lane. Here they met a brisk lad, whose name 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



ii5 



was Ig-nor-ance, to whom Chris-tian said : 
Whence come you, and to what place do you go ? 

Ig-nor- 
ance. Sir, I 
was born in 
the land that 
lies off there on 
the left, and I 
wish to go to 
The Ce-les-tial 
City. 

Chris-tian. 
How do you 
think to get in 
at the gate? 

Ig-nor- 
ance. Just as 
the rest of the 
world do? 

Chris-tian. 
But what have ig-nor-ance. 

you to show at that gate to pass you through it? 

Ig-nor-ance. I know my Lord's will, and I 

have led a good life ; I pay for all that I have, I 




n6 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

give tithes, and give alms, and have left my owxi 
land for that to which I now go. 

Chris-tian. But you came not in at the 
gate that is at the head of this way, you came in 
through a small lane ; so that I fear, though you 
may think well of all you have done, that when 
the time shall come, you will have this laid at 
your charge, that you are a thief — and so you 
will not get in. 

Ig-nor-ance. Well, I know you not ; do you 
keep to your own creed, and I will keep to mine, 
and I hope all will be well. And as for the gate 
that you talk of, all the world knows that that is far 
from our land, and I do not think that there is a 
man in all our parts who does so much as know 
the way to it, and I see not what need there is 
that he should, since we have, as you see, a fine 
green lane at the next turn that comes down from 
our part of the world. 

Chris-tian said in a low tone of voice to Hope- 
ful : There is more hope of a fool than of him. 

Hope-ful. Let us pass on if you will, and 
talk to him by and by, when, may be, he can 
bear it 



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117 



So they went on, and Ig-nor-ance trod in 
their steps a short way from them, till they saw 
a road branch 
off from the one 
they were in, 
and they knew 
not which of the 
two to take. 

As they 
stood to think 
of it, a man 
whose skin was 
black, but who 
was clad in a 
white robe, 
came to them 
and said ; Why 
do you stand 
here ? They 
told him that 
they were on 
their way to 

Mount Zi-on, but knew not which of the two 
roads to take. 




SO THEY WENT ON. 



u8 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Come with me, then, said the man, for it is 
there that I mean to go. 

So they went with him, though it was clear 
that the road must have made a bend, for they 
found they would soon turn their backs on 
Mount Zi-on. 

Ere long, Chris-tian and Hope-ful were both 
caught in a net, and knew not what to do ; and 
with that the white robe fell off the black man's 
back. Then they saw where they were. So 
there they sat down and wept. 

Chris-tian. Did not one of the four men 
who kept guard on their sheep tell us to take 
heed lest Flat-ter-er should spread a n.et for our 
feet? 

Hope-ful. Those men, too, gave us a note 
of the way, but we have not read it, and so have 
not kept in the right path. Thus they lay in the 
net to weep and wail. 

At last they saw a Bright One come up to 
them with a whip of fine cord in his hand, who 
said : What do you here ? Whence come you ? 

They told him that their wish was to go to 
Zi-on, but that they had been led out of the way 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 119 

by a black man with a white cloak on, who, as he 
was bound for the same place, said he would 
show them the road. 

Then said he : It is Flat-ter-er, a false man, 
who has put on the garb of a Bright One for a 
time. 

So he rent the net and let the men out. 
Then he bade them come with him, that he 
might set them in the right way once more. He 
said : Where were you last night? 

Quoth they : With the men who kept watch 
on their sheep on The De-lect-a-ble Moun-tains. 

Then he said : But when you were at a stand 
why did you not read your note ? 

They told him they had not thought of it. 

Now I saw in my dream that he bade them 
lie down, and whip them sore, to teach them the 
good way in which they should walk ; and he 
said : Those whom I love I serve thus. 

So they gave him thanks for what he had 
taught them, and went on the right way up the 
hill with a song of joy. 

At length they came to a land the air of 
which made men sleep, and here the lids of 



120 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Hope-fill's eyes dropt, and he said : Let us lie 
down here and take a nap. 

Chris-tian. By no means, lest if we sleep 
we wake no more. 

Hope-ful. Nay, friend Chris-tian, sleep is 
sweet to the man who has spent the day in toil. 

Chris-tian. Do you not call to mind that one 
of the men who kept watch on the sheep bade 
us to take care of the En-chanted Ground? He 
meant by that that we should take heed not to 
sleep ; so let us not sleep, but watch. 

Hope-ful. I see I am in fault. 

Chrs-tian. Now then, to keep sleep from 
our eyes I will ask you, as we go, to tell me 
how you came at first to do as you do now? 

Hope-ful. Do you mean how came I first 
to look to the good of my soul ? 

Chris-tian. Yes. 

Hope-ful. For a long time the things that 
were seen and sold at Van-ity Fair were a great 
joy to me. 

Chris-tian. What things do you speak of? 

Hope-ful. All the goods of this life ; such 
as lies, oaths, drink ; in a word, love of self and 



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all that tends to kill the soul. But I heard from 
you and Faith-ful that the end of these things is 
death. 

Thus did they talk as they went on their way. 

But I saw in my dream that by this time Chris- 
tian and Hope-ful had got through The En- 
chanted Ground, and had come to the land of 
Beu-lah, where the air is sweet ; and as their way 
lay through this land, they made no haste to quit 
it, for here they heard the birds sing all day long, 
and the sun shone day and night ; the Val-ley of 
Death was on the left, and it was out of the reach 
of Gi-ant De-spair ; nor could they from this place 
so much as see Doubt-ing Cas-tle. 

Now were they in sight of Zi-on, and here 
some of the Bright Ones came to meet them. 
Here, too, they heard the voice of those who 
dwelt in Zi-on, and had a good view of this land 
of bliss, which was built of rare gems of all hues, 
and the streets were laid with gold. So that the 
rays of light which shone on Chris-tian were too 
bright for him to bear, and he fell sick : and Hope- 
ful had a fit of the same kind. So they lay by for 



122 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

a time, and wept, for their joy was too much for 
them. 

At length, step by step, they drew near to 
Zi-on, and saw that the gates were flung back. 

A man stood in the way, to whom Chris-tian 
and Hope-ful said : Whose vines and crops are 
these ? 

He told them they were the King's, and were 
put there to give joy to those who should go on 
the road. So he bade them eat what fruit they 
chose, and took them to see the King's walks; 
where they slept. 

Now I saw in my dream that they spoke more 
in their sleep than they had done all the rest of 
the way, and I could but muse at this. But the 
man said: Why do you muse at it? The juice 
from the grapes of this vine is so sweet as to 
cause the lips of them that sleep to speak. 

I then saw that when they woke, they would 
fain go up to Zi-on ; but as I said, the sun threw 
off such bright rays from the Mount, which was 
built of pure gold, that they could not, as yet, 
look on it, save through a glass made for that 
end. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 123 

Now as they went, they met with two men in 
white robes, and the face of each shone bright as 
the light. These men said: Whence come you? 
And when they had been told they said : You 
have but one thing more to do, which is a hard 
one, and then you are in Zi-on. 

Chris-tian and Hope-ful did then beg of the 
two men to go with them ; which they did. But, 
said they, It is by your own faith that you must 
gain it. 

Now 'twixt them and the gate was a fierce 
stream which was broad and deep ; it had no 
bridge, and the mere sight of it did so stun 
Chris-tian and Hope-ful that they could not 
move. 

But the men who went with them said : You 
can not come to the gate but through this stream. 

Is there no way but this one to the gate? 
said poor Chris-tian. 

Yes, quoth they, but there have been but two 
men, to wit, E-noch and E-li-jah, who have trod 
that path since the world was made. 

When Chris-tian and Hope-ful cast their eyes 
in the stream once more, they felt their hearts 



124 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

sink with fear, and gave a look this way and that 
in much dread of the waves. Yet through it lay 
the way to Zi-on. Is the stream all of one depth ? 
said Chris-tian. He was told that it was not, 
yet that in that there was no help, for he would 
find the stream more or less deep, as he had 
faith in the King of the place. So they set foot 
in the stream, but Chris-tian gave a loud cry to 
his good friend Hope-ful, and said : The waves 
close round my head, and I sink. Then said 
Hope-ful : Be of good cheer ; my feet feel the bed 
of the stream, and it is good. 

But Chris-tian said : Ah, Hope-ful, the pains 
of death have got hold of me ; I shall not reach 
the land that I long for. And with that a cloud 
came on his sight, so that he could not see. 

Hope-ful had much to do to keep Chris-tian's 
head out of the stream ; nay, at times he had 
quite sunk, and then in a while he would rise up 
half dead. 

Then said Hope-ful ; My friend, all this is 
sent to try if you will call to mind all that God 
has done for you, and live on Him in your heart. 

At these words Hope-ful saw that Chris-tian 



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125 



was in deep thought ; so he said to him ; Be 
of good cheer, Christ will make thee whole. 

Then Chris- 
tian broke out 
with a loud 
voice: Oh, I 
see Him, and 
He speaks to 
me and says: 
When you pass 
through the 
deep streams, I 
will be with 
you. 

And now 
they both got 
strength, and 
the stream was 
as still as a 
stone, so that 
Chris-tian felt 
the bed of it with 
through it. Thus 




THEY CROSS THE STREAM. 



his feet, and he could walk 
they got to the right bank, 
where the two men in bright robes stood to wait 



126 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

for them, and their clothes were left in the stream. 

Now you must bear in mind that Zi-on was 
on a steep hill, yet did Chris-tian and Hope-ful 
go up with ease and great speed, for they had 
these two men to lead them by the arms. 

The hill stood in the sky, for the base of it 
was there. So in sweet talk they went up 
through the air. The Bright Ones told them of 
the bliss of the place, which they said was such 
as no tongue could tell, and that there they 
would see the Tree of Life, and eat of the fruits 
of it. 

When you come there, said they, white robes 
will be put on you, and your talk from day to 
day shall be with the King for all time. There 
you shall not see such things as you saw on 
earth, to wit, care and want, and woe and death. 
You now go to be with A-bra-ham, I-saac, and 
Ja-cob. 

Chris-tian and Hope-ful. What must we 
do there? 

They said : You will have rest for all your 
toil, and joy for all your grief. You will reap 
what you have sown — the fruit of all the tears 




CHKIS-TIAN BROKE OUT IN A LOUD VOICE, OH ! I SEE HIM. 



128 



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you shed for the King by the way. In that place 
you will wear crowns of gold, and have at all 

times a sight of 
Him who sits 
on the throne. 
There you shall 
serve Him with 
love, with 
shouts of joy 
and with songs 
of praise. 

Now, while 
they thus drew 
up to the gate, 
lo, a host of 
saints came to 
meet them, to 
whom the two 
Bright Ones 
said : These 
are men who 




SHOUTS OF PRAISE. 



felt love for our Lord when they were in the 
world, and left all for His name ; and He sent 
us to bring them far on their way, that they 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 129 

might go in and look on their Lord with joy. 

Then the whole host with great shouts came 
round on all sides (as it were, to guard them) ; so 
that it would seem to Chris-tian and Hope-ful as 
if all Zi-on had come down to meet them. 

Now, when Chris-tian and Hope-ful went in 
at the gate a great change took place in them, 
and they were clad in robes that shone like gold. 
There were bright hosts that came with harps 
and crowns, and they said to them ; Come, ye, 
in the joy of the Lord. And then I heard all 
the bells in Zi-on ring. 

Now, just as the gates were flung back for 
the men to pass in, I had a sight of Zi-on, which 
shone like the sun ; the ground was of gold, and 
those who dwelt there had love in their looks, 
crowns on their heads, and palms in their hands, 
and with one voice they sent forth shouts of 
praise. 

But the gates were now once more shut, and 
I could but wish that I, too, had gone in to share 
this bliss. Then I woke, and lo, it was a dream. 




AND LO, IT WAS A DREAM. 



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PART II. 



ONCE more I had a dream, and it was this : 
Chris-ti-an-a, the wife of Chris-tian, had 
been on her knees to pray, and as she 
rose, she heard a loud knock at the door. If you 
come in God's name, said she, come in. 

Then I thought in my dream that a form, 
clad in robes as white as snow, threw back the 
door, and said: Peace be to this house. At a 
sight so new to her, Chris-ti-an-a at first grew 
pale with fear, but in a short time took heart and 



131 



132 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

told him she would fain know whence he came 
and why. So he said his name was Se-cret, and 
that he dwelt with those that are on high. 

Then said her guest : Chris-ti-an-a, here is a 
note for thee, which I have brought from Chris- 
tian. So she took it, broke the seal, and read 
these words, which were in gold : To her who 
was my dear wife. The King would have you 
do as I have done, for that was the way to come 
to his land, and to dwell with him in joy. When 
Chris-ti-an-a read this, she shed tears, and said 
to him who brought the note : Sir, will you take 
me and my sons with you, that we, too, may bow 
down to this king ? 

But he said : Chris-ti-an-a, joy is born of grief; 
care must come first, then bliss. To reach the 
land where I dwell thou must go through toils, 
as well as scorn and taunts. But take the road 
that leads up to the field gate which stands in 
the head of the way ; and I wish you all good 
speed. I would have thee wear this note in thy 
breast, that it may be read by thee till thou hast 
got it by rote, but thou must give it up at the 
last gate that leads to Mount Zi-on. 



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133 



Then Chris-ti-an-a spoke to her boys, and 
said : My sons, I have of late been sad at the 
death of Chris- 
tian, your dear 
sire. But I 
feel sure now 
that it is well 
with him, and 
that he dwells 
in the land of 
life and peace. 
I have, too, felt 
deep grief at 
the thoughts of 
my own state 
and yours ; for 
we were wrong 
to let our hearts 
grow cold, and 
turn a deaf ear 
to him in the 
time of his woe, and hold back from him when 
he fled from this City of De-struc-tion. 

The thought of these things would kill me, 




CHRIS-TI-AN-A SHED TEARS. 



134 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

were it not for a dream which I had last night, 
and for what a guest who came here at dawn has 
told me. So come, my dear ones, let us make 
our way at once to the gate that leads to The 
Ce-les-tial City, that we may see your sire and be 
there with him and his friends. 

Then her first two sons burst out in tears of 
joy that Chris-ti-an-a's heart was set that way. . 

Now while they put all things right to go, 
two friends of Chris-ti-an-a's came up to her 
house, and gave a knock at the door. To them 
she said : If you come in God's name, come in. 
Those who stood at the door did not know what 
to think of this, for these were new words on 
Chris-ti-an-a's lips. But they went in, and found 
that she was on the eve of flight from the town. 

Pray what do you mean by this ? I mean to 
leave my home, said she to Mrs. Tim-or-ous — 
for that was the name of one of these friends. 

Tim-or-ous. To what end, pray tell me? 

Chris-ti-an-a. To go to my dear Chris-tian. 
And with that she wept. 

Tim-or-ous. Nay, can it be so ? Who or 
what has brought you to this state of mind ? 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 135 

Chris-ti-an-a. Oh, my friend, if you did but 
know as much as I do, I doubt not that you 
would be glad to go with me. 

Tim-or-ous. Pray what new lore have you 
got hold of that draws your mind from your 
friends, and tempts you to go no one knows 
where ? 

Chris-ti-an-a. I dreamt last night that I 
saw Chris-tian. Oh, that my soul were with him 
now! The Prince of the place has sent for me, 
through one who came to meet me at sun rise, 
and brought me this note to bid me go there ; 
do read it, I pray you. 

Tim-or-ous. Ah, how mad to run such risk ! 
You have heard, I am sure, from our friend Ob- 
stin-ate, what Chris-tian met with on the way, 
for he went with him ; yea, and Pli-a-ble too, till 
they, like wise men, came back through fear. 
You heard how he met with the beasts of prey 
and A-poll-yon, what he saw in the Val-ley of the 
Shad-ow of Death, and more still that makes my 
hair stand on end to hear of; think, too, of these 
four sweet boys who are your own flesh and 
bone ; and, though you should be so rash as to 



136 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

wish to go, yet for their sake, I pray you keep at 
home. 

But Chris-ti-an-a said : Tempt me not. I 
have now a chance to put my hand to get gain, 
and in truth I should be a fool if I had not the 
heart to grasp it. And these toils and snares 
that you tell me of shall not keep me back ; no, 
they serve but to show me that I am in the right. 
Care must first be felt, then joy. So since you 
came not to my house in God's name, as I said, 
I pray you to be gone, and tempt me no more. 

Then Tim-or-ous said to Mer-cy (who had 
come with her) : Let us leave her in her own 
hands, since she scorns all our words. 

But Mer-cy thought that if her friend Chris- 
ti-an-a must be gone, she would go part of the 
way with her to help her. She took some 
thought, too, of her own soul, for what Chris-ti- 
an-a had said had laid hold on her mind, and she 
felt she must have some talk with this friend ; 
and if she found that truth and life were in her 
words, she would join her with all her heart. 

So Mer-cy said to Tim-or-ous : I came with 



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137 



you to see Chris-ti-an-a, and since on this day she 
takes leave of the town, I think the least I can 
do would be 



to walk a short 
way with her, 
to help her on. 
But the rest she 
kept from Tim- 
or-ous. 

Tim-or-ous. 
Well, I see you 
have a mind to 
play the fool 
too; but take 
heed in good 
time, and be 
wise. 

So Mrs. 
Tim-or-ous 
went to her 
own house ; 
and Chris-ti-an-a, with her four boys, and Mer-cy, 
went on their way. 

Mer-cy, said Chris-ti-an-a, I take this as a great 




SAID TIM-OR-OUS: YOU PLAY THE FOOL TOO. 



138 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

boon that you should set foot out of doors to start 
me on my way. 

Then said young Mer-cy (for she was quite 
young) : If I thought it would be good to join 
you, I would not go back at all to the town. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Well, Mer-cy, cast your lot in 
with mine ; I know what will be the end of our toils. 
Chris-tian is where he would not fail to be for all 
the gold in the mines of Spain. Nor shall you 
be sent back, though there be no one but I to ask 
it for you ; for the King who has sent for me and 
my boys is One who turns not from those who 
seek Him. If you like I will hire you, and you 
shall go as my maid, and yet shall share all things 
with me, so that you do but go. 

Mer-cy. But how can I be sure that I shall 
be let in? If I thought I should have help from 
Him from whom all help comes, I would make no 
pause, but would go at once, let the way be as 
rough as it might. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Well, Mer-cy, I will tell you 
what I would have you do. Go with me as far 
as to the field gate, and there I will ask ; and if 
no hopes should be held out to you by him who 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 139 

keeps the gate, you can go back to your home. 

Mer-cy. Well, I will go with you, and the 
Lord grant that my lot may be cast to dwell in 
the land for which my heart yearns. 

Chris-ti-an-a then felt glad that she had a 
friend to join her, and that that friend should have 
so great a care for her soul. 

So they went on their way ; but the face of 
Mer-cy wore so sad a mien that Chris-ti-an-a said 
to her : What ails you ? Why do you weep ? 

Mer-cy. Oh, who could but weep to think of 
the state of my poor friends near and dear to me, 
in our bad town ? 

Chris-ti-an-a. You feel for your friends as 
my good Chris-tian did for me when he left me, 
for it went to his heart to find that I would not 
see these things in the same light as he did. 
And now you, I, and these dear boys, reap the 
fruits of all his woes. I hope, Mer-cy, these tears 
of yours will not be shed in vain, for He who could 
not lie, has said that they who sow in tears shall 
reap in joy. 

Now when Chris-ti-an-a came up to the Slough 



140 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

of De-spond, she and her sons made a stand, and 
Chris-ti-an-a told them that this was the place in 
which her dear Chris-tian fell. But Mer-cy said, 
Come, let us risk it ; all we have to do is to keep 
the steps well in view. 

Chris-ti-an-a made a slip or two in the mud ; 
but at last they got through the slough, and then 
they heard a voice say to them, Blest is she who 
hath faith, for those things "which were told her 
of the Lord shall come to pass. 

So now they went on once more, and Mer-cy 
said : Had I as good grounds to hope to get in at 
the gate as you have, I think no Slough of De- 
spond would keep me back. 

Well, said Chris-ti-an-a, you know your sore, 
and I know mine, and hard toil will it be for both 
of us to get to the end of the way ; for how can we 
think that they who set out on a scheme of so much 
bliss, should steer clear of frights and fears on their 
way to that bright bourn which it is their aim to 
reach ? 

When they came to the gate, it took them some 
time to make out a plan of what they should say to 
him who stood there ; and as Mer-cy was not so 



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141 



old as her friend, she said that it must rest with 
Chris-ti-an-a to speak for all of them. So she 
gave a knock, 




and then (like 
Chris-tian) two 
more ; but no 
one came. 

Now they 
heard the fierce 
bark of a dog, 
which made 
them shake 
with fear, nor 
did they dare 
for a while to 
knock a third 
time, lest the 
dog should fly 
at them. So 
they were put 
to their wits' 
end to know what to do : to knock they did not 
dare, for fear of the dog ; to go back they did not 
dare, lest he who kept the gate should see them 



COME, LET US RISK IT. 



142 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

as they went, and might not like it. At last they 
gave a knock four times as loud as the first. 

Then he who stood at the gate said : Who is 
there? The dog was heard to bark no more, 
and the gate swung wide for them to come in. 

Chris-ti-an-a sank on her knees, and said : 
Let not our Lord be wroth that we have made 
this loud noise at his gate. 

At this he said : Whence come you, and 
what is it that you would have? 

Quoth Chris-ti-an-a : We are come from the 
town whence Chris-tian came, to beg to be. let in 
at this gate, that we may go on our way to 
Mount Zi-on. I was once the wife of Chris-tian, 
who now is in the land of bliss. 

With that, he who kept the gate threw up 
his arms and said: What! is she on her road to 
Mount Zi-on who, but a short time since, did 
hate the life of that place ? 

Then Chris-ti-an-a bent her head, and said : 
Yes, and so are these my dear sons. 

So he took her bv the hand and led her in; 
and when her four sons had gone through, he 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 143 

shut .the gate. This done, he said to a man who 
was near: Sound the horn for joy. 

But now that Chris-ti-an-a was safe through 
the gate with her boys, she thought it time to 
speak a word for Mer-cy, who was shut out ; so 
she said : My Lord, I have a friend who stands 
at the gate, who has come here with the same 
trust that I did. One whose heart is sad to 
think that she comes, it may be, when she is not 
sent for; while I had word from Chris-tian's King 
to come. 

The time did so lag with poor Mer-cy while 
she stood to be let in, that though it was but a 
short space, yet through fear and doubt did it 
seem to her like an hour at least ; and Chris-ti- 
an-a could not say more for Mer-cy to him who 
kept the gate for the knocks, which came so fast, 
and were at last so loud, that they made Chris- 
ti-an-a start. 

Then said he : Who is there ? 
Quoth Chris-ti-an-a : It is my friend. 

So he threw back the gate to look out, but 
Mer-cy was in a swoon, from the fear that she 
should not be let in. 



144 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Then he took her by the hand, and said : 
Fear not; stand firm on thy feet, and tell me 
whence thou art come, and for what end ? 

Mer-cy. I do not come as my friend Chris- 
ti-an-a does, for I was not sent for by the King, 
and I fear I am too bold. Yet if there is a grace 
to share, I pray thee let me share it. 

Then he took her once more by the hand and 
led her in, and said : All may come in who put 
their trust in me, let the means be what they may 
that brought them here. 

Then he told those that stood by to bring her 
some myrrh, and in a while she got well. 

Now I saw in my dream that he spoke good 
words to Mer-cy, Chris-ti-an-a, and her boys, so 
as to make glad their hearts. And he took them 
up to the top of the gate, where he left them for 
a while, and Chris-ti-an-a said : Oh my dear 
friend, how glad am I that we have all got in ! 

Mer-cy. So you may well be ; but I most 
of all have cause for joy. 

Chris-ti-an-a. I thought at one time as I 
stood at the gate, and none came to me, that all 
our pains had been lost. 



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145 



Mer-cy. But my worst fears came on when I 




MERCY WAS IN A SWOON. 



saw him who kept the gate grant you your 



10 



146 THE PILGRIMS PROGRESS. 

wish, and take no heed of me. And this brought 
to my mind the two who ground at the same 
mill, and how I was the one who was left ; and 
I found it hard not to cry out, I am lost ! I am 
lost! 

Chris-ti-an-a. I thought you would have 
come in by rude force. 

Mer-cy. Ah me ! You saw that the door was 
shut on me, and that a fierce hound was not far 
off. Who, with so faint a heart as mine, would 
not give loud knocks with all her might? But 
pray, what said my Lord at this rude noise? 
Was he not wroth with me ? 

Chris-ti-an-a. When he heard your loud 
thumps at the door he gave a smile ; and to my 
mind, what you did would seem to please him 
well. But it is hard to guess why he keeps such 
a dog. Had I known of it, I fear I should not 
have had the wish to come. But now we are in 
we are safe, and I am glad with all my heart. 

One of Chris-ti-an-a' s boys said : Pray ask to 
have a chain put on the dog, for it will bite us 
when we go hence. 

Then he who kept the gate came down to 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 147 

them once more, and Mer-cy fell with her face to 
the ground, and said : Oh let me bless and 
praise the Lord with my lips ! 

So he said to her : Peace be to thee ; stand up. 

But she would not rise till she had heard from 
him why he kept so fierce a dog in the yard. 
He told her he did not own the dog, but that it 
was shut up in the grounds of one who dwelt 
near. In truth, said he ; it is kept from no good 
will to me or mine, but to cause those who come 
here to turn back from my gate by the sound of 
its voice. But hadst thou known more of me 
thou wouldst not have felt fear of a dog. The 
poor man who goes from door to door will, for 
the sake of alms, run the risk of a bite from a 
cur ; and shall a dog keep thee from me ? 

Mer-cy. I spoke of what I knew not ; but, 
Lord, I know that thou dost all things well. 

Then Chris-ti-an-a rose as if she would go 
on her way. So he fed them, and set them in 
the right path, as he had done to Chris-tian. 
And as they went, Chris-ti-an-a sang a hymn : 
We turn our tears to joy, and our fears to faith. 

They had not gone far when they saw some 



148 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

fruit trees, the boughs of which hung from the 
top of a wall that was built round the grounds 
of him who kept the fierce hound, and at times 
those that came that way would eat them to their 
cost. So as they were ripe, Chris-ti-an-a 1 s boys 
threw down and ate some of then ; though 
Chris-ti-an-a chid them for it, and said : That 
fruit is not ours. But she knew not then whose 
it was. Still the boys would eat of it. 

Now when they had gone but a bow shot 
from the place, they saw two men, who with bold 
looks came fast down the hill to meet them. 
With that, Chris-ti-an-a and her friend Mer-cy 
drew down their veils, and so kept on their way, 
and the boys went on first. Then the men came 
up to them, but Chris-ti-an-a said : Stand back, 
or go by in peace, as you should. Yet they took 
no more • heed of her words than if they had 
been deaf. 

Chris-ti-an-a, who did not like their looks, 
said : We are in haste, and can not stay ; our 
work is a work of life and death. With that, she 
and the rest made a fresh move to pass, but the 
men would not let them. So with one voice they 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 149 

all set up a loud cry. Now, as they were not far 




STILL THE BOYS WOULD EAT. 



from the field gate, they were heard from that 



150 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

place, and of those in the lodge came out in 
haste to catch these bad men ; when they soon 
leaped the wall, and got safe to the grounds 
where the dog was kept. 

Re-liev-er. How was it that when you were 
at the gate you did not ask him who stood there 
to take you on your way, and guard you from 
harm? Had you done so you would have gone 
through these frights, for he would have been 
sure to grant you your wish. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Ah, Sir, the joy we felt when 
we were let in, drove from our thoughts all fears 
to come. And how could we think that such bad 
men could lurk in such a place as that? True, it 
would have been well for us if we had thought to 
ask him ; but since our Lord knew it would be 
for our good, how came it to pass that he did 
not send some one with us? 

Re-liev-er. You did not ask. When the 
want of a thing is felt, that which we wish for is 
worth all the more. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Shall we go back to my Lord 
and tell him we wish we had been more wise, and 
ask for a guard ? 



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Re-liev-er. Go back you need not, for in no 
place where you go will you find a want at all. 

When he had said this he took his leave, and 
the rest went on their way. 

Mer-cy. What a blank is here ? I made sure 
we had been past all risk, and that we should see 
no more care. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Your youth may plead for 
you, my friend, and screen you from blame ; but 
as for me, my fault is so much the worse, in so far 
as I knew what would take place ere I came out 
of my door. 

Mer-cy. But how could you know this ere 
you set out? 

Chris-ti-an-a. Why, I will tell you. One 
night as I lay in bed, I had a dream, in which I 
saw the whole scene as it took place just now. 

By this time Chris-ti-an-a, Mer-cy, and the 
four boys had come to the house of In-ter-pre-ter. 
Now when they drew near to the door they heard 
the sound of Chris-ti-an-a's name; for the news 
of her flight had made a great stir; but they 
knew not that she stood at the door. At last she 
gave a knock, as she had done at the gate, when 



152 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

there came to the door a young maid, In-no-cent 
by name. 

In-no-cent. With whom would you speak in 
this place? 

Chris-ti-an-a. As we heard that this is a 
place of rest for those that go by the way, we pray 
that we may be let in, for the day, as you see, is 
far spent, and we are loth to go on to-night. 

In-no-cent. Pray wdiat is your name, that I 
may tell it to my Lord? 

Chris-ti-an-a. My name is Chris-ti-an-a ; I 
was the wife of Chris-tian, who some time since 
came by this way, and these are his four sons. 

In-no-cent then ran in, and said to those there : 
Can you guess who is at the door? There are 
Chris-ti-an-a, her boys and her friend. 

So they leaped for joy, and went to tell it to 
their Lord, who came to the door and said : Art 
thou that Chris-ti-an-a whom Chris-tian left in the 
town of De-struc-tion, when he set out for Mount 
Zi-on? 

Chris-ti-an-a. I am she, and my heart was 
so hard as to slight his woes, and leave him to 



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153 



make his way as he could ; and these are his four 
sons. But I, too, am come, for I feel sure that no 
way is right 
but this. 

In-ter-pre- 
ter. But why 
do you stand 
at the door? 
Come in, it 
was but just 
now that we 
spoke of you, 
for we heard 
that you were 
on your way. 
Come, my dear 
boys, come in ; 
come, my 
sweet maid, 
come in. So 
he took them 
to the house, 
and bade them sit down and rest. All in the 
house wore a smile of joy to think that Chris-ti- 




IN-NO-CENT. 



154 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

an-a was on her way to Mount Zi-on, and they 
were glad to see the young ones walk in God's 
ways, and gave them a kind clasp of the hand to 
show their good will. They said soft words, too, 
to Aler-cy, and bade them all be at their ease. 

To fill up the time till they would sup, In- 
ter-pre-ter took them to see all those things that 
had been shown to Chris-tian. This done, they 
were led to a room in which stood a man with a 
prong in his hand, who could look no way but 
down on the ground, and he had a muck-rake in 
his hand ; and there stood one with a crown in 
his hand, which he said he would give him for 
his prong : yet the first man did not look up, but 
went on to rake the straws, dust, and sticks 
which lay on the floor. 

Then said Chris-ti-an-a : I think I know what 
this means. It is a sketch of a man of this 
world, is it not, good Sir? 

In-ter-pre-ter. Thou art right, and his 
prong shows that his mind is of the earth, and 
that he thinks life in the next world is a mere 
song ; take note that he does not so much as 



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look up ; and straws, sticks, and dust, with most, 
are the great things to live for. 

At that Chris-ti-an-a and Mer-cy wept, and 
said : Ah, yes, it is too true ! 

In-ter-pre-ter then took them to a room 
where were a hen and her chicks, and bade them 
look well at them for a while. So one of the 
chicks went to the trough to drink, and each 
time she drank would she lift up her head and 
her eyes to the sky. 

See, said he, what this bird does, and learn 
of her to know whence all good comes, and to 
give to the Lord who dwells on high, the praise 
and thanks for it. Look once more, and see all 
the ways that the hen has with her young brood. 
There is her call that goes on all day long; and 
there is a call that comes but now and then ; she 
has a third call to shield them with her wings ; 
and her fourth is a sharp cry, which she gives 
when she spies a foe. 

Now, said he, set her ways by the side of 
your King's, and the ways of these chicks by the 
side of those who love to do His will, and then 



156 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

you will see what I mean. For He has away to 
walk in with His Saints. By the call that comes 
all day He gives nought; by a call that is rare 
He is sure to have some good to give; then 
there is a call, too, for those that would come to 
His wings, which He spreads out to shield 
them; and He has a cry to warn men from those 
who might hurt their souls. I choose scenes 
from real life, as they are not too hard for you to 
grasp, when I fit them to your own case ; and it 
is the love I have for your souls that prompts 
me show you these things. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Pray let us see some more. 

In-ter-pre-ter then took them to his field, 
which was sown with wheat and corn : but when 
they came to look, the ears were cut off, and 
there was nought but the straw left. 

Ix-ter-pre-ter. What shall we do with the 
crop? 

Chris-ti-an-a. Burn some, and use the rest 
to dress the ground with. 

In-ter-pre-ter. Fruit, you see, is the thing 
you look for, and for want of that you cast off 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 157 

the whole crop. Take heed that in this you do 
not seal your own doom : for by fruit I mean 
works. 

The In-ter-pre-ter then took them to his 
grounds once more, and then they saw a tree, 
and though its heart was all dead and gone, yet 
it grew and had leaves. 

What means this? said Mer-cy. 

This tree, fair to look at, but dead in its 
heart, is like not a few in the fields of God, who, 
with their mouths speak in praise of God, but 
will not do a thing for him ; whose leaves are 
fair, but their heart is just fit for Sa-tan to build 
fires with. 

Now when they came back to the house the 
meal was not yet spread, so did Chris-ti-an-a 
beg of In-ter-pre-ter to show or tell them some 
more things. 

In-ter-pre-ter. So much the more strong a 
man's health is, so much the more prone is he to 
sin. The more fat the sow is, the more she loves 
the mire. It is not so hard to sit up a night or 
two, as to w r atch for a whole year; just as it is not 



158 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

so hard to start well as it is to hold out to the 
end. One leak will sink a ship, and one sin will 
kill a man's soul. If a man would live well, let 
him keep his last day in mind. 

Now when Chris-ti-an-a, Mer-cy, and the boys 
had all a good night's rest, they rose with the sun, 
and made a move to leave ; but In-ter-pre-ter 
told them to wait a while. For, said he, you must 
go hence in due form, such is the rule of the 
house. 

Then he told In-no-cent to take them to the 
bath, and there wash the dust from them. This 
done, they came forth fresh and strong, and as 
In-ter-pre-ter said : Fair as the moon. 

Next he told those near him to bring the seal, 
and when it was brought he set his mark on them, 
that they might be known in each place where they 
went. 

Then said In-ter-pre-ter: Bring clothes for 
them. And they were clad in robes as white as 
snow, so that it made each start to see the rest 
shine with so bright a light. 

In-ter-pre-ter then sent for one of his men 
whose name was Great-heart, and bade that he 



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should be clad in a coat of mail, with sword and 




GREAT-HEART. 



shield, and that he should take them to a house, 



160 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

the name of which was Beau-ti-ful, where they 
would rest. 

Then In-ter-pre-ter took his leave of them, 
with a good wish for each. So they went on 
their way, and thus they sang : — 

" O move me, Lord, to watch and pray, 
From sin my heart to clear ; 
To take my cross up day by day, 
And serve the Lord with Fear. ' ' 

They next came to the place where Chris-tian's 
load had been lost in the tomb. Here they made 
a pause, and gave thanks to Him who laid down 
His life to save theirs. So now they went up the 
hill, which was so steep that the toil made Chris- 
ti-an-a pant for breath. 

How can we doubt, said she, that they who 
love rest more than their souls would choose 
some way on which they could go with more 
ease than this? 

Then Mer-cy said : Come what may, I must 
rest for a while. 

And James, who was the least of the boys, 
gave way to tears. 

Come, Come ! said Great-heart, sit not down 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 161 

here; for there is a seat near us put there by the 
Prince. With this he took the young child by 
the hand, and led him to it; and they were all 
glad to sit down, and to be out of the heat of the 
sun's rays. 

Then said Mer-cy : How sweet is rest to them 
that work ! And how good is the Prince to place 
this seat here that such as we may rest ! Of this 
spot I have heard much, but let us take heed that 
we sleep not, for that cost poor Chris-tian dear. 

Then, said Great-heart : Well, my brave boys, 
how do you do? What think you of this hill? 

Sir, said James, this hill beats me out of 
heart! And I see now that what I have been 
told is true, the land of bliss is up steps ; but 
still, Sir, it is worse to go down hill to death 
than up hill to life. 

You are a good boy, said Great-heart. That 
is well said. 

At this Mer-cy could but smile, and it made 
James blush. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Come, will you not drink out 

of this flask, and eat some fruit, while we sit here 
ii 



162 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

to rest? For In-ter-pre-ter put these in my hand 
as I came out of his door. 

Now when they had sat there a while, their 
guide said to them : The day runs on, and if 
you think well of it, let us now go on our way. 

So they all set out, the boys first, then the 
rest ; but they had not gone far when Chris-ti- 
an-a found she had left the flask, so she sent 
James back to fetch it. 

Mer-cy. I think this is the place where 
Chris-tian lost his scroll. How was this, Sir ? 

Great-heart. We may trace it to two 
things ; one is sleep, and one is that you cease 
to think of that which you cease to want, and 
when you lose sight of a boon you lose sight of 
Him who grants it, and the joy of it will end in 
tears. 

By and by they came to a small mound with 
a post on it, where these words were cut, Let 
him who sees this post take heed of his heart 
and his tongue that they be not false. Then 
they went on till they came up to lwo large 
beats of prey. 

Now Great-heart was a strong man so he 



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had no fear ; but their fierce looks made the 
boys start, and they all clung round Great-heart. 

How now, my boys ! You march on first, as 
brave as can be, when there is no cause for 
fear ; but when a test of your strength comes 
you shrink. 

Now when Great-heart drew his sword to 
force a way there came up one Gi-ant Grim, who 
said, in a gruff voice . What right have you to 
come here? 

Great-heart. These friends of mine are on 
their way to Mount Zi-on, and this is the road 
they shall go, in spite of thee and the wild 
beasts. 

Grim. This is not their way, nor shall they 
go on it. I am come forth to stop them, and to 
that end will back the wild beasts. 

Now, to say truth, so fierce were these 
beasts, and so grim the looks of him who had 
charge of them ; that the road was grown with 
weeds and grass from want of use. And still 
Grim bade them turn ; for, said he, you shall not 
pass. 

But their guide came up, and struck so hard 



164 THE PILGRIMS PROGRESS. 

at him with his sword as to force him to fall back. 

Gi-ant Grim. Will you slay me on my own 
ground ? 

Great-heart. It is the king's high way on 
which we stand, and in his way it is that you have 
put these beasts. But these who are in my charge, 
though weak, shall hold on in spite of all. And 
with that he dwelt him a blow that brought him 
to the ground ; so Giant Grim was slain. 

Then Great-heart said : Come now with me, 
and you shall take no harm from the two beasts. 
So they went by, but shook from head to foot at 
the mere sight of their teeth and claws. 

At length they came in sight of the lodge, to 
which they soon went up, but made the more 
haste to get there as it grew dusk. So when 
they were come to the gate the guide gave a 
knock, and the man at the lodge said in a loud 
voice : Who is there ? 

Great-heart. It is I. 

Watch-ful. How now, Great-heart? What 
has brought you here at so late an hour ? Then 
Great-heart told him that he had come with some 
friends on their way to Zi-on. 




i6 5 



GI-ANT GRIM. 



166 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Watch-ful. Will you go in and stay till 
the day dawns? 

Great-heart. No, I will go back to my Lord 
to-night. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Ah, Sir, I know not how we 
can part with you, for it is to your stout heart that 
we owe our lives. You have fought for us, you 
have taught us what is right, and your faith and 
your love have known no bounds. 

Mer-cy. O that we could have you for our 
guide all the rest of the way ! For how can such 
weak folk as we are hold out in a path fraught 
with toils and snares if we have no friend to take 
us? 

James. Pray, Sir, keep with us and help us, 
when the way we go is so hard to find. 

Great-heart. As my Lord wills, so must I 
do ; If he send me to join you once more, I 
shall be glad to wait on you. But it was here 
that you were in fault at first, for when he bade 
me come thus far with you, if you had said, We 
beg of you to let him go quite through with us, 
he would have let me do so. But now I must 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 167 

go back ; and so, good Chris-ti-an-a, Mer-cy, and 
my brave boys, fare ye all well. 

Then did Watch-ful, who kept the lodge, ask 
Chris-ti-an-a whence she had come, and who her 
friends were. 

Chris-ti-an-a. I come from the City of 
De-struc-tion, and I was the wife of one Chris- 
tian, who is dead. 

Then Watch-ful rang the bell, as at such 
times he is wont, and there came to the door a 
maid, to whom he said : Go, make it known that 
Chris-ti-an-a, the wife of Chris-tian, and her four 
boys are come on their way to Mount Zi-on. 

So she went in and told all this. And, oh, 
what shouts of joy were sent forth when those 
words fell from her mouth ! So all came with 
haste to Watch-ful ; for Chris-ti-an-a still stood 
at the door. 

Some of the most grave then said to her: 
Chris-ti-an-a, come in, thou wife of that good 
man ; come in, thou blest one ; come in, with all 
that are with thee. 

So she went in, and the rest with her. They 
then bade them sit down in a large room, where 



168 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

the chief of the house came to see them and to 
cheer up his guests. Then he gave each of 
them a kiss. But as it was late, and Chris-ti-an-a 
and the rest were faint with the great fright they 
had had, they would fain have gone to rest 

Nay, said those of the house, take first some 
meat ; for as Watch-ful had heard that they were 
on their way, a lamb had been slain for them. 
When the meal had come to an end, and they 
had sung a psalm, Chris-ti-an-a said : If we may 
be so bold as to chose, let us be in that room 
which was Chris-tian's when he was here. 

So they took them there, but ere she went to. 
sleep Chris-ti-an-a said : I did not think when 
my poor Chris-tian set off with his load on his 
back that I should do the same thing. 

Mer-cy. No, nor did you think then that 
you should rest in the same room as he had 
done. 

Chris-ti-an-a. And less still to see his dear 
face once more who was dead and gone, and to 
praise the Lord the King with him ; and yet now 
I think I shall. 

Mer-cy. Do you not hear a noise ? 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 169 

Chris-ti-an-a. Hark ! as far as I can make 
out, the sounds we hear come from the lute, the 
pipe, and the horn. 

Mer-cy. Sweet sounds in the house, sweet 
sounds in the air, sweet sounds in the heart, for 
joy that we are here ! 

Thus did Chris-ti-an-a and Mer-cy chat a 
while, and they then slept. 

Now at dawn when they woke up, Chris-ti- 
an-a said to Mer-cy, What was it that made you 
laugh in your sleep last night ? Were you in a 
dream ? 

Mer-cy. Yes, and a sweet dream it was. 
But are you sure that I did laugh? 

Chris-ti-an-a. Yes, you gave a laugh as if 
from your heart of hearts. Do pray, Mer-cy, tell 
it to me. 

Mer-cy. I dreamt that I lay in some lone 
wood to weep and wail, for that my heart 
should be so hard a one. Now I had not 
been there long when I thought there were some 
who had come to hear me speak in my sleep ; but 
I went on with my moans. At this they said 
with a laugh, that I was a fool. 



170 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Then I saw a Bright One with wings come 
up to me, who said : Mer-cy, what ails you ? 
And when he heard the cause of my grief, he 
said: Peace be to thee. He then came up to 
wipe off my tears, and had me clad in robes of 
gold, and put a chain on my neck, and a crown 
on my head. Then he took me by the hand and 
said: Mer-cy, come this way. So he went up 
with me till we came to a gate, at which he gave 
a knock, and then he took me to a throne on 
which one sat. The place was bright as the 
stars, nay, more like the sun. And I thought 
that I saw Chris-tian there. So I woke from my 
dream. But did I laugh? 

Chris-ti-an-a. Laugh ! Yes, and so you 
might, to see how well off you were ! For you 
must give me leave to tell you, that as you find 
the first part true, so you will find the last. 

Mer-cy. Well, I am glad of my dream, for 
I hope ere long to see it come to pass, so as to 
make me laugh once more. 

Chris-ti-an-a. I think it is now high time 
to rise, and to know what we must do. 

Mer-cy. Pray, if they should ask us to stay, 



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171 



let us by all means do so ; for I should much 
like to know more of these maids. I think 
Pru-dence, Pi- 



e-ty, and Char- 
i-ty have, each 
of them, a 
most choice 
mien. 

Chris-ti- 
an-a. We shall 
see what they 
will do. 

So they 
came down. 

Then said 
Pru-dence and 
Pi-e-ty : If you 
will stay here, 
you shall have 
what the house 
will yield. 

Char-i-ty. 







*t 



IN SOME LONE WOOD TO WEEP. 



Yes, and that with a good will. 
So they were there some time, much to their 
good. 



i72 THE PILGRIMS PROGRESS. 

Pru-dence. Chris-ti-an-a, I give you all 
praise, for you have brought your boys up well. 
With James I have had a long chat ; he is a good 
boy, and has learned much that will bring peace 
to his mind while he lives on this earth, and in 
the world to come it will cause him to see the 
face of Him who sits on the throne. For my 
own part, I will teach all your sons. At the 
same time, said she to them, you must still give 
heed to all that Chris-ti-an-a can teach you; but 
more than all, you must read the Book of God's 
Word, which sent your dear sire on his way to 
the land of bliss. 

By the time that Chris-ti-an-a and the rest 
had been in this place a week, a man, Brisk by 
name, came to woo Mer-cy, with the wish to wed 
her. Now Mer-cy was fair to look on, and her 
mind was at all times set on work and the care 
of those round her. She would knit hose for the 
poor, and give to all those things of which they 
stood in need. 

She will make me a good house wife, thought 
Brisk. 

Mer-cy one day said to those of the house ; 



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173 



Will you tell me what you think of Brisk ? 




MR. BRISK. 



They then told her that the young man would 



174 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

seem to have a great sense of the love of God, 
but that they had fears it did not reach his soul, 
which they thought did cleave too much to this 
world. 

Nay then, said Mer-cy, I will look no more 
on him, for I will not have a clog to my soul. 

Pru-dence. If you go on as you have set 
out, and work so hard for the poor, he will soon 
cool. 

So the next time he came, he found her at 
her work. 

What still at it? said he. 

Mer-cy. Yes. 

Brisk. How much can you earn in the day? 

Mer-cy. I work at these things for the good 
of those for whom I do them ; and more than 
this, to do the will of Him who was slain on the 
cross for me. 

With that his face fell, and he came no more 
to see her. 

Pru-dence. Did I not tell you that Brisk 
would soon flee from you? Yea, he may seem 
to love Mer-cy, but Mer-cy and he could not 
tread the same road of life side by side. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 175 

Now Mat-thew, the son of Chris-ti-an-a, fell 
sick, so they sent to Dr. Skill to cure him. Then 
said he : Tell me what he eats. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Well, there is no food here 
but what is good and pure. 

Skill. This boy has in him a crude mass 
of food, which if I do not use the means to get 
rid of, he will die. 

Sam-u-el said to Chris-ti-an-a, What was it 
that you saw Mat-thew pick up and eat when he 
came from the gate which is at the head of this 
way? 

Chris-ti-an-a. It was some of the fruit that 
grows there ; I chid him for it. 

Skill. I felt sure that it was some bad food ; 
now that fruit hurts more than all, for it is the 
fruit from Beel-ze-bub's grounds. Did no one 
warn you of it ? Some fall down dead when 
they eat it. 

Then Chris-ti-an-a wept and said : What 
shall I do for my son ? Pray, Sir, try your best 
to cure him, let it cost what it may. 

Then Skill gave strange drugs to him, which 
he would not take. . So Chris-ti-an-a put one of 



176 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

them to the tip of her tongue. Oh Mat-thew, 
said she, it is sweet, sweet as balsam, if you love 
me, if you love Mer-cy, if you love your life, do 
take it. 

So in time he did, and he felt grief for his 
sin. He quite lost the pain, so that with a staff 
he could walk, and went from room to room to 
talk with Mer-cy, Pru-dence, Pi-e-ty, and 
Char-i-ty. 

Chris-ti-an-a. Pray, Sir, what else are these 
pills good for? 

Skill. They are good for all those that go 
on their way to Mount Zi-on. 

Chris-ti-an-a. I pray of you to make me 
up a large box full of them, for if I can get these, 
I will take none else. 

Skill. I make no doubt that if a man will 
but use them as he should, he could not die. 
But, good Chris-ti-an-a, these pills will be of 
no use if you do not give them as I have 
done, and that is, in a glass of grief for the 
sins of those who take them. So he gave 
some to Chris-ti-an-a and the rest of her boys, 
and to Mer-cy ; he bade Mat-thew, too, keep a 



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177 



good look out that he ate no more green plums : 




DR. SKILL. 



then he gave him a kiss, and went his way. 



12 



178 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Now, as they had spent some time here, they 
made a move to go. Then Jo-seph, who was 
Chris-ti-an-a's third son, said to her: You were 
to send to the house of In-ter-pre-ter to beg of 
him to grant that Great-heart should go with us 
as our guide. 

Good boy ! said Chris-ti-an-a, I had not 
thought of it. 

So she wrote a note, and In-ter-pre-ter said 
to the man who brought it: Go, tell them that I 
will send him. • 

Great-heart soon came, and he said to Chris- 
ti-an-a and Mer-cy : My Lord has sent you some 
wine and burnt corn, and to the boys figs and 
dry grapes. 

They then set off, and Pru-dence and Pi-e-ty 
with them. But first Chris-ti-an-a took leave of 
Watch-ful, who kept the gate, and put a small 
coin in his hand while she gave him her thanks 
for all that he had done for her and her dear 
boys. She then said to him ; Have you seen 
men go by since we have been here ? 

Watch-ful. Yes, I have, and there has been 
a great theft on this high way : but the thieves 
were caught. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 179 

Then Chris-ti-an-a and Mer-cy said they felt 
great fear to go on that road. 

Mat-thew. Fear not, as long as we have 
Great-heart with us to be our guide. 

I now saw in my dream that they went on till 
they came to the brow of the hill, when Pi-e-ty said : 
O, I must go back and fetch that which I meant 
to give to Chris-ti-an-a and Mer-cy, and it was a 
list of all those things which they had seen at the 
house where we live. On these, said she, I beg 
of you to look from time to time, and call them 
to mind for your good. 

So back she ran. While she was gone Chris- 
ti-an-a thought she heard, in a grove not far off, 
a strange, sweet note, with words much like these : 

Through all my life Thy grace has been 

So frank and free to me ; 
That in Thy House and near Thy heart 

My home for aye shall be. 

And then she heard a like voice take up the 
strain and sing : 

For why? The Lord our God is good; 

His grace long as His Throne shall last : 
His truth at all times firm has stood, 

And shall from age to age stand fast. 



180 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

While Chris-ti-an-a was in doubt whose these 
strange notes could be, Pru-dence said : They 
are wood birds. They sing these notes in the 
spring, when all things bloom, and the sun shines 
warm, and then you may hear them all day long. 
I love to go out to hear them, and we at times 
have them tame in our house. They cheer us 
when our hearts sink, and give a charm to the 
woods and groves. 

By this time Pi-e-ty had come back, and said 
to Chris-ti-an-a: I have brought thee a plan of all 
those things which thou hast seen at our house, 
so that thou canst keep them fresh in thy mind. 

They now went down the hill to the Vale of 
Hu-mil-i-a-tion. It was a steep hill, and their 
feet slid as they went on ; but they took great 
care, and when they had got to the foot of it, 
Pi-e-ty said to Chris-ti-an-a : This is the vale 
where Chris-tian met with A-poll-yon, and where 
they had that fierce fight which I know you must 
have heard of. But be of good cheer, as long as 
we have Great-heart to guide us, there is naught 
here that will hurt us, save those sights that spring 
from our own fears. 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 181 

And as to A-poll-yon, the good folk of the 
town, who tell us that such a thing fell out in 
such a place, to the hurt of such a one, think that 
some foul fiend haunts that place, when lo ! it is 
from the fruit of their own ill deeds that such 
things do fall on them. For they that make slips 
must look for frights. And hence it is that this 
vale has so bad a name. 

James. See, there is a post with words on it, 
I will go and read them. 

So he went, and found that these words were 
cut on it : Let the slips which Chris-tian met with 
ere he came here, and the fights he had in this 
place, warn all those who come to the Vale of 
Hu-mil-i-a-tion. 

Great-heart. It is not so hard to go up as 
down this hill, and that can be said of but few 
hills in this part of the world. But we will leave 
the good man, he is at rest, and he had a brave 
fight with the foe; let Him who dwells on high 
grant that we fare no worse when our strength 
comes to be put to the test. This vale brings 
forth much fruit. 

Now, as they went on, they met a boy who 



182 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

was clad in mean clothes and kept watch on 
some sheep. He had a fine fresh face and as he 
sat on a bank he sang a song. 

Hark, said Great-heart, to the words of that 
boy's song. 

So they gave ear to it. 

He that is down need fear no fall, 

He that is low, no pride ; 
The meek and true of heart he shall 

Have God to be his guide. 

My heart's at rest with what I have, 

Small though it be, or much ; 
And Lord, a heart at rest I crave, 

For Thou wilt save all such. 

Much goods to such a dead weight is 

Who go from stage to stage ; 
Here a few crumbs and there full bliss, 

Is best from age to age. 

Then said Great-heart: Do you hear him? I 
dare say this boy leads as gay a life as he that 
is clad in silk, and that he wears more of that 
plant which they call heart's ease. 

Sam-u-el. Ask Great-heart in what part of 
this vale it was that A-poll-yon came to fight 
Chris-tian ? 



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Great-heart. The fight took place at that 
part of the plain which has the name of For-get- 
ful Green. That is the worst place in all these 
parts, and if those who go on their way meet 
with a shock, it is when they lose sight of the 
good which they have at the hand of Him who 
dwells on high. 

Mer-cy. I think I feel as well in this place 
as I have done in all the rest of our way. This 
vale has a sweet grace, and just suits my mind ; 
for I love to be in such a spot as this, where 
there are no coach wheels to make a din. Here 
one may think a while what he is, whence he 
came, and for what the King has made him ; 
here one may muse and pray. 

Just then they thought that the ground they 
trod on shook. But the guide bade them be of 
good cheer, and look well to their feet, lest by 
chance they should meet with some snare. 

Then James felt sick, but I think the cause 
of it was fear, and Chris-ti-an-a gave him some 
of the wine which the In-ter-pre-ter had put in 
her hands, and three of the pills which Skill had 
made up, and the boy soon got well. 



1 84 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

They then went on a while, and Chris-ti-an-a 
said: What is that thing on the road? A thing 
of such a shape I have not seen in all my life ! 

Jo-seph said: What is it? 

A vile thing, child; a vile thing! said she. 

Jo-seph. But what is it like? 

Chris-ti-an-a. It is like — I can't tell what. 
Just then it was far off, now it is nigh. 

Great-heart. Well, well, let them that have 
the most fear keep close to me. 

Then it went out of sight of all of them. 

But they had not gone far when Mer-cy cast 
a look back, and saw, as she thought, a great 
beast come fast up to them with a loud roar. 

This noise made them all quail with fright, 
save their guide, who fell back and put the rest 
in front of him. But when the brute saw that 
Great-heart meant to fight him, he drew back and 
was seen no more. 

Now they had not left the spot long w T hen a 
great mist fell on them, so that they could not 
see. 

Then they cried, What can w r e do now? 

Their guide told them not to fear, but to 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 185 

stand still, and see what an end he would put to 
this too. 

Then said Chris-ti-an-a to Mer-cy : Now I see 
what my poor dear Chris-tian went through ; I 
have heard much of this place. Poor man, he 
went here in the dead of the night, and no one 
with him ; but who can tell what the Val-ley of 
the Shad-ow of Death should mean, till they 
come to see it? To be here fills my breast with 
awe ! 

Great-heart. It seems now as if the earth 
and its bars were round us. I would not boast, 
but I trust we shall still make our way. Come, 
let us pray for light to Him that can give it. 

So did they weep and pray. And God sent 
light so they could cross the pit. And as the 
path was now more smooth, they went straight 
on. 

Mer-cy. To be here is not so sweet as it 
was at The Gate, or at the In-ter-pre-ter's, or at 
the house where we were last. 

Oh, said one of the boys, it is not so bad to 
go through this place as it is to dwell here for all 
time ; for aught I know we have to go this way 



1 86 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

that our last home may seem to us the more 
blest. 

Great-heart. Well said, Sam-u-el ; thou 
dost now speak like a man. 

Sam-u-el. Why, if I do in truth get out of 
this place, I think I shall prize that which is light 
and good more than I have done all my life. 

Great-heart. We shall be out by and by. 

So on they went. 

Jo-seph. Can we not see to the end of this 
vale yet ? 

Great-heart. Look to your feet, for you 
will soon be where the snares are. 

So they took good heed. 

Great-heart. Men come here and bring no 
guide with them ; hence it is they die from the 
snares they meet with in the way. Poor Chris- 
tian ! it is strange he should have got out of this 
place, and been safe. But God dwelt in his soul, 
and he had a stout heart of his own, or else he 
could not have done it. 

Chris-ti-an-a. I wish that there were some 
inn here where we could all take rest. 




OLD HON-EST. 



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1 88 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Well, said Old Hon-est — one whom they had 
just met — there is such a place not far off. 

So there they went, and the host, whose name 
was Gai-us, said : Come in, for my house was 
built for none but such as you. 

Great-heart. Good Gai-us, let us sup. What 
have you for us to eat ? We have gone through 
great toils, and stand much in want of food. 

Gai-us. It is too late for us to go out and 
seek food ; but of such as we have you shall eat. 

The meal was then spread, and near the end 
of the feast all sat round the board to crack nuts 
when Old Hon-est said to Gai-us : Tell me what 
this verse means ? 

A man there was, and some did count him mad ; 
The more that this man gave the more he had. 

Then all the youths gave a guess as to what 
Gai-us would say to it ; so he sat still a while, 
and then said : 

He that gives his goods to the poor, 
Shall have as much and ten times more. 

Jo-seph. I did not think, Sir, that you would 
have found it out. 



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189 



Gai-us. Ah ! I have learned of my Lord 
to be kind, and I find I gain by it. 

Then Sam- 
u-el said in a 
low tone to 
Chris-ti-an-a : 
This is a good 
man's house ; 
let us make a 
long stay, and 
why should 
not Mat-thew 
wed Mer-cy 
here ? 

When Gai- 
us heard this, 
he said : With 
all my heart, 
child. And he 
gave Mer-cy 
to Mat-thew to 

GAI-US. 

be his wife. 

By this time Chris-ti-an-a' s son James had 
come of age, and Gai-us gave Phe-be (who was his 




190 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

child) to be his wife. They spent ten days more 
at the house of Gai-us, and then took their leave. 
But on the last day he made them a feast, of 
which they all ate and drank. 

Great-heart. Now, Gai-us, the hour has 
come that we must be gone ; so tell me what I 
owe you for this long stay at your inn, for we 
have been here some years. 

Gai-us. At my house no one pays ; for the 
Good Sa-ma-ri-tan told me that I was to look to 
him for all the charge I was at. 

They now took leave of him and went on 
their way, when they met with all kinds of frights 
and fears, till they came to a place which bore 
the name of Van-ity Fair. 

Great-heart told them that he knew one 
Mna-son, a good old man in that town, at whose 
house they could all lodge. So they went to his 
house, and he was glad to see them, and sent 
for some of the good men of the town to come 
and see his guests. 

So Mna-son gave a stamp with his foot, 
at which Grace came up, and he sent her to 



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191 



fetch some of his friends who were in the 
house, and they all sat down to a meal. 

Then said 
Mna-son, as he 
held out his 
hand to point 
to Chris-ti- 
a n - a : My 
friends, I have 
guests here 
who are on 
their way to 
Zi-on. But 
who do you 
think this is? 
This is the wife 
of Chris-tian, 
whom (with his 
friend Faith- 
ful) the men of 
this town did 
treat so ill. 

Well, said they, who would have thought to 
meet Chris-ti-an-a at this place ! May The King 




MER-CY AND MAT-THEW. 



192 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

whom you love and serve bring you where he is, 
in peace ! 

They then told her that the blood of Faith-ful 
had lain like a load on their hearts ; and that 
since they had burnt him no more men had been 
sent to the Stake at Van-ity Fair. In those days, 
said they, good men could not walk the streets, 
but now they can shew their heads. 

Chris-ti-an-a and her sons and Mer-cy made 
this place their home for some years, and in 
course of time Mna-son who had a wife and two 
girls, gave his first born, whose name was Grace, 
to Sam-u-el to wife, and Mar-tha to Jos-eph. 

Now, one day, a huge snake came out of the 
woods and slew some of the folk of the town. 
None of these were so bold as to dare to face 
him, but all fled when they heard that he came 
near, for he took off the babes by scores. 

But Great-heart and the rest of the men who 
were at Mna-son's house, made up their minds 
to kill this snake, and so rid the town of him. 
So they went forth to meet him, and at first the 
snake did not seem to heed them ; but as they 
were strong men at arms, they drove him back. 



THE PILGRIMS PROGRESS. 193 

Then they lay in wait for him, and fell on him, 
till at last they knew he must die of his wounds. 
By this deed Great-heart and the rest won the 
good will of the whole town. 

At last the time came when they must go on 
their way. When they had bade their friends 
good by, they soon came to the place where 
Faith-ful was put to death. There they made a 
stand, that they might thank God, who gave him 
strength to bear his cross so well. 

Great-heart went first as their guide ; and I 
saw in my dream that they came to the stream 
on this side of the De-lec-ta-ble Moun-tains, 
where fine trees grew on each bank, the leaves of 
which were good for the health, and the fields 
were green all the year round ; and here they 
might lie down and be safe. Here, too, there 
were folds for sheep, and a house was built in 
which to rear the lambs, and there was One who 
kept watch on them, who would take them in 
his arms and lay. them on his breast. 

Now Chris-ti-an-a bade the four young wives 
place their babes by the side of this stream, so 
that they might lack nought in time to come : 



194 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

Far, said she, if they should stray or be lost, he 
will bring them back ; he will give strength to the 
sick, and here they shall not want meat, drink, or 
clothes. So they left their young ones to him. 

When they went to By-Path Mead-ow they 
sat on the stile to which Chris-tian had gone with 
Hope-ful, when Gi-ant De-spair shut the two up 
in Doubt-ing Cas-tle. They sat down to think 
what would be the best thing to do, now that 
they were so strong a force, and had such a man 
as Great-heart to guide them ; to wit, if it would 
not be well to pull down Doubt-ing Cas-tle and 
should there be poor souls shut up there who 
were on their way to The Ce-les-tial City, to set 
them free. One said this thing, and one said 
that ; at last quoth Great-heart : We are told in 
the book of God's Word, that we are to fight the 
good fight. And, I pray, with whom should w T e 
fight if not with Gi-ant De-spair? So who will 
go with me? I will said Old Hon-est. 

Chris-ti-an-a's four sons said so will w T e, too: 
for they were young and strong. So they left 
their wives and went 

When they gave their knock at the gate, 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 195 

Gi-ant De-spair and his wife came to them. 

Gi-ant De-spair. Who and what is he that 
he is so bold as to come to the gate of Gi-ant 
De-spair. 

Great-heart. It is I, a guide to those who 
are on their way to Zi-on. And I charge thee to 
throw wide thy gates and stand forth, for I am 
come to slay thee and pull down thy house. 

Gi-ant De-spair. What, shall such as Great- 
heart make me fear ? No. 

So he put a cap of steel on his head, and 
with a breast plate of fire, and a club in his hand, 
he came out to fight his foes. 

Then these six men made up to him, and 
they fought for their lives, till De-spair was 
brought to the ground and put to death by Great- 
heart. Next they fell on his house, but it took 
six days to pull it down. They found there De- 
spond-en-cy, who was at the point of death from 
want of food, and one Miss Much-afraid, his 
child, and set them free. 

Then they all went on to The De-lec-ta-ble 
Moun-tains. They made friends with the men 



196 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 



that kept watch on their flocks, who were as kind 
to them as they had been to Chris-tian and 

Hope-ful. 

You have 
brought a good 
train with you, 
said they. 
Pray, where did 
you find them? 
So their 
guide told them 
how it had 
come to pass. 

When they 
had a night of 
rest, they all 
went out to see 
some of the 
sights of the 
place. First 
they saw those 
that were shown Chris-tian. Then their hosts 
took them to Mount Mar-vel, from whence they 
saw a man who threw the hills to and fro with 




DE-SPOND-EN-CY. 



THE PILGRIMS PROGRESS. 



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words. This, they said, was the son of Great- 
grace, and he is set there to teach all how to toss 
out of their 
path, by faith, 
all things which 
stand in their 
way. Next they 
went to Mount 
In-no-cence, 
and there they 
saw a man clad 
all in white. 
Two men, Pre- 
ju-dice and Ill- 
will, cast dirt 
on him all the 
time, but it all 
fell off, and his 
robe was as 
clear as if no 
dirt had been 
cast on it. 

This, said their hosts, is God-ly-man, and 
this robe is a sign of his pure life. They who 
throw dirt, are those who hate his good deeds, 




MUCH-AFRAID. 



198 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

but as you see, the dirt will not stick, so God 
will cause that their pure life shall break forth 
as the light. 

Then they took them to Mount Char-i-ty, 
where was a man with a roll of cloth, from which 
he cut coats and clothes for the poor who stood 
near him, but his roll of cloth grew not at all 
the less. 

This shows, said they, that he who has a 
heart to give to the poor, shall not want things 
to give. 

They next took them where they saw Fool 
and Want-wit, who tried to wash a black man 
white ; but the more they did so, the more black 
he grew. 

So it was with the vile, they said, all means 
to get a good name for such make them but the 
worse. 

When they went back to the house, Mer-cy 
saw a glass in one room which she felt as if she 
must have for her own, so Chris-ti-an-a went to 
their hosts to know if they would sell it. 

Now that glass was a rare one. Turn it this 
way and it would show a man's own face, and 



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199 



turn it that way and it would show the face of 
our dear Prince. Some say that they have seen 
in that glass 
the crown of 
thorns on his 
head, and the 
holes in his 
hands, his feet 
and his side. 
It will show 
him, too, just 
as one cares to 
see him — in 
life or dead, in 
earth "or in 
bliss; as he 
came to the 
cross, or shall 
come to reign. 
This glass 
they gave to 
Mer-cy, gave gifts to the rest of the young wives, 
and much praise to their mates, for what they 
had done to Gi-ant De-spair with Great-heart. 




PRE-JU-DICE. 



200 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

They put strings of pearls on the necks of 
Chris-ti-an-a and the four young dames, rings in 
their ears and gems on their heads, and so they 
went on. 

As they went, they met in the way a man 
with his sword drawn and his face all blood stains. 

Who art thou ? said Great-heart. 

My name is Va-li-ant-for-truth. I was on my 
way to Mount Zi-on, three men met me and tried 
to turn me back, and they fought me. We 
fought, three to one, for three hours. They have 
some marks of mine, and have left their marks 
on me. They have but just gone, as they heard 
your steps. 

Thou hast been most brave to fight such odds, 
said Great-heart; let me see thy sword. He 
took it in his hand, and said, Ha ! It is a right 
Je-ru-sa-lem blade ! 

It is so. If a man have one of these blades, 
and a hand to wield it, and skill to use it, he may 
meet I care not whom. Its edge will not blunt. 
It will cut flesh and bones, soul and all. 

But you fought a great while. It is strange 
you were not worn out. 



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20 1 



I fought till my sword did cleave to my hand, 
and then it was as if the sword grew out of my 
arm, and when 
the blood ran 
from my hands 
I fought the 
best. 

Thou hast 
done well. 
Come and go 
with us, said 
Great-heart. 
They made his 
wound clean, 
and gave him 
of their best. 

Va-li-ant- 
for-truth was 
right glad to 
see Chris-ti- 
an-a and her 
sons, for it was through what he had heard of 
Chris-tians course, and the joy which he had 
found at last, that he had set out 




ILL-WILL. 



::: THE PILGRIM" S PROGRESS 

By and by they got to The En-chant-ed 
Ground, where the air makes men sleep. Now 
they had not gone far. when a thick mist fell 
on them, so that for a while they could not sc: 
and as they could not walk bv sight, they kept 
near their guide by the help of words. But one 
fell in a bush, while one stuck fast in the mud. 
and some of the voun^ ones lost their shoes in 
the mire. Oh, I am down ! said one. Where 
are you? cries the next ; while a third said: I 
am held fast in this bush. 

Then they came to a bench, Sloth-ful's Friend 
by name which had shrubs and plants round it, 
to screen those who sat there from the sun. But 
Chris-ti-an-a and the rest rave such ^ood heed 
to what their o-uide told them, that though thev 
were worn out with toil, yet there was not one of 
them that had so much as a wish to stop there ; 
for they knew that it would be death to sleep but 
for a short time on The En-chant-ed Ground. 

Xow as it was still dark, their o^uide struck a 
light that he might look at his map | the book of 
God's Word i ; and had he not done so. they would 
have been lost, for just at the end of the road was 



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20 



a pit, full of mud, and no one -can tell how deep. 




YA-LI-ANT-FOR-TRUTK. 



Then thought I : \\ho is there but would 



204 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

have one of these maps or books in which he 
may look when he is in doubt, and knows not 
which way he should take ? 

They soon came to a bench, on which sat two 
men, Heed-less and Too-bold ; and Chris-ti-an-a 
and the rest shook their heads, for they saw that 
these men were in a bad case. They knew not 
what they ought to do : to go on and leave them 
in their sleep, or to try and wake them. Now 
the guide who knew them both, spoke to them 
by name ; but not a sound could be heard from 
their lips. So Great-heart at last shook them, 
and did all he could to wake them. 

One of the two, whose name was Heed-less, 
said : Nay, I will pay you when I get in my 
debts. 

At this the guide shook his head. 

Then Too-bold spoke out : I will fight as 
long as I can hold my sword. 

When he had said this all who stood round 
gave a laugh. ' 

Chris-ti-an-a. What does that mean ? 

Great-heart. They talk in their sleep. If 
you strike or shake them, they will still talk in the 



THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 205 

same way, for their sleep is like that of the mast 
of a ship, when the waves of the sea beat on him. 

Then did Chris-ti-an-a, Mer-cy, and their train 
go on with fear, and they sought from their guide 
a light for the rest of the way. 

But as the poor babes' cries were loud for 
want of rest, all fell on their knees to pray for 
help. And, by the time that they had gone but 
a short way, a wind sprang up which drove off 
the fog: so, now that the air was clear, they made 
their way. 

Then they came to the land of Beu-lah, where 
the sun shines night and day. Here they took 
some rest, and ate of the fruit that hung from 
the boughs round them. But all the sleep that 
they could wish for in such a land as this was but 
for short space of time ; for the bells rang to such 
sweet tunes, and such a blaze of lights burst on 
their eyes, that they soon rose to walk to and fro 
on this bright w r ay. 

And now they heard shouts rise up, for there 
was a noise in the town that a post was come 
from Mount Zi-on with words of great joy for 
Chris-ti-an-a, the wife of Chris-tian. So search 



206 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

was made for her, and the house was found in 
which she was. 

Then the post put a note in her hands, the 
words of which were : Hail, good Chris-ti-an-a ! 
I bring thee word that the Lord calls for thee, 
and waits for thee to stand near His throne in 
robes of white, in ten days' time. 

When he who brought the note had read it 
to her, he gave her a sign that they were words 
of truth and love, and said he had come to bid 
her make haste to be gone. The sign was a shaft 
with a sharp point, which was to tell her that at 
the time the note spoke of she must die. 

Chris-ti-an-a heard with joy that her toils 
would soon be at an end, and that she should 
once more live with her dear Chris-tian. 

She then sent for her sons and their wives to 
come to her. To these she gave words of goad 
cheer. She told them how glad she was to have 
them near her at such a time. She sought, too, 
to make her own death, now close at hand, of use 
to them, from this time up to the hour when they 
should each of them have to quit this world. 
Her hope was that it might help to guide them 



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207 



on their path ; that the Faith which she had taught 
them to cling to, would have sunk deep in their 




I COME LORD, TO BE WITH THEE. 



hearts ; and that all their works should spring 
from love to God. She could but pray that they 
would bear these words in mind, and put their 



2o8 THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS. 

whole trust in Him who had borne their sins on 
the Cross. 

When the day came that she must go forth to 
the world of love and truth, the road was full of 
those who would fain see her start on her way ; 
and the last words that she was heard to say were : 
I come, Lord, to be with Thee. 

As for Chris-ti-an-a's four sons and their 
wives, I did not stay where I was till they went 
through the flood. 

Since I left, I have heard that they yet live, 
and give strength to the church where they are. 



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